Netflix and Yarr
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โฑ๏ธ 6:28 duration
๐ ID: 5067768
๐ Lyrics
A long time ago, I lived in a land
Filled up with treasure and yarr
Pirates would quest all over the seas
Sailing their pirate ships far
Now those same seas, are barren and blare
Nobody wants to set sail
The dream we once had, of questing for steel
A piraty heritage fail
Under the ocean, deep in the sand
Lost til the end of time, there is a memory
Waiting to find, histories of our kind
Gone are the days, when we sailed foreign lands
Chilling hard over the waves, Netflix and yarr
I went to a tavern to find me a crew
But nary a pirate was there
Ni pirating songs, no wenches ahoy
I left with a heart of despair
Now I'm sailing alone, questing for rum
But nothing is ever the same
Digging for treasure is no longer fun
With no crewmates to share in the fame
Where is the eyepatch? Where is the book?
Where is the pint of rum? Where are the pirates
Questing for steel, firing their heritage guns?
Now we are questing, for the last time
End of the pirate age, pack up the sails
It's time to go home, only ourselves to blame
Filled up with treasure and yarr
Pirates would quest all over the seas
Sailing their pirate ships far
Now those same seas, are barren and blare
Nobody wants to set sail
The dream we once had, of questing for steel
A piraty heritage fail
Under the ocean, deep in the sand
Lost til the end of time, there is a memory
Waiting to find, histories of our kind
Gone are the days, when we sailed foreign lands
Chilling hard over the waves, Netflix and yarr
I went to a tavern to find me a crew
But nary a pirate was there
Ni pirating songs, no wenches ahoy
I left with a heart of despair
Now I'm sailing alone, questing for rum
But nothing is ever the same
Digging for treasure is no longer fun
With no crewmates to share in the fame
Where is the eyepatch? Where is the book?
Where is the pint of rum? Where are the pirates
Questing for steel, firing their heritage guns?
Now we are questing, for the last time
End of the pirate age, pack up the sails
It's time to go home, only ourselves to blame
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[01:00.94] A long time ago, I lived in a land
[01:05.39] Filled up with treasure and yarr
[01:09.62] Pirates would quest all over the seas
[01:13.94] Sailing their pirate ships far
[01:18.48] Now those same seas, are barren and blare
[01:22.65] Nobody wants to set sail
[01:26.83] The dream we once had, of questing for steel
[01:31.13] A piraty heritage fail
[01:35.78] Under the ocean, deep in the sand
[01:40.15] Lost til the end of time, there is a memory
[01:46.75] Waiting to find, histories of our kind
[01:53.57] Gone are the days, when we sailed foreign lands
[02:03.22] Chilling hard over the waves, Netflix and yarr
[02:12.91] I went to a tavern to find me a crew
[02:34.41] But nary a pirate was there
[02:38.84] Ni pirating songs, no wenches ahoy
[02:43.26] I left with a heart of despair
[02:47.72] Now I'm sailing alone, questing for rum
[02:51.92] But nothing is ever the same
[02:56.43] Digging for treasure is no longer fun
[03:00.61] With no crewmates to share in the fame
[03:05.57] Where is the eyepatch? Where is the book?
[03:09.52] Where is the pint of rum? Where are the pirates
[03:16.13] Questing for steel, firing their heritage guns?
[04:33.03] Now we are questing, for the last time
[04:36.88] End of the pirate age, pack up the sails
[04:43.16] It's time to go home, only ourselves to blame
[04:51.19]
[01:05.39] Filled up with treasure and yarr
[01:09.62] Pirates would quest all over the seas
[01:13.94] Sailing their pirate ships far
[01:18.48] Now those same seas, are barren and blare
[01:22.65] Nobody wants to set sail
[01:26.83] The dream we once had, of questing for steel
[01:31.13] A piraty heritage fail
[01:35.78] Under the ocean, deep in the sand
[01:40.15] Lost til the end of time, there is a memory
[01:46.75] Waiting to find, histories of our kind
[01:53.57] Gone are the days, when we sailed foreign lands
[02:03.22] Chilling hard over the waves, Netflix and yarr
[02:12.91] I went to a tavern to find me a crew
[02:34.41] But nary a pirate was there
[02:38.84] Ni pirating songs, no wenches ahoy
[02:43.26] I left with a heart of despair
[02:47.72] Now I'm sailing alone, questing for rum
[02:51.92] But nothing is ever the same
[02:56.43] Digging for treasure is no longer fun
[03:00.61] With no crewmates to share in the fame
[03:05.57] Where is the eyepatch? Where is the book?
[03:09.52] Where is the pint of rum? Where are the pirates
[03:16.13] Questing for steel, firing their heritage guns?
[04:33.03] Now we are questing, for the last time
[04:36.88] End of the pirate age, pack up the sails
[04:43.16] It's time to go home, only ourselves to blame
[04:51.19]