Oh the bourbon is floating won't stay in me glass.
I'm weightless and spinning and [bad word] off me [bad word] 
Oh the bourbon is floating in a sphere o'er me head.
If we don't clear this gatecamp we'll surely be dead.

               ~~~Refrain~~~
Oh, reach for the bourbon boys, reach for the stars.
Caldari, Gallente, Ammar, Minmatar
So reach for the bourbon boys, reach for the sky.
For the vacuum of space sucks the bottles all dry.

Oh infinite booty awaits us in space.
We'll pillage and plunder with fervor and grace.
That's what my space anomaly scanner is for.
Let's salvage where no one has salvaged before.

[Refrain]

Our warp stabilizers won't let us get welped.
While we're shooting at rocks in your asteroid belt.
We're honing our rock shooting skills as we speak.
We'll dance on a Jita by this time next week.

[Refrain]