Don't Give up the Ship (feat. Kappa Gamma)

Underwater where the bodies are hidden
 I'm living in deep inside a sunken ship where skeletons drifting
 Amongst blood hungry mermaids who feast on sailors
 And impale them with harpoons stolen from whalers
 I'm the Kraken attacking I'm dragging you deep in the ocean
 Where the oxygen exits your lungs and your eyes are exploding
 Whales exhale songs of old
 Where the lost pirate gold that an old pirate holds
 In his cold dead hands or so I've been told
 Still searches for his ship that his shipmates stole, whoa
 Land ho! rum barrels and hoes
 Crows picking eyeballs from the skeleton bones
 Trunks full of pieces of eight, beaches in sight
 Outlaw types like Edward Teach teaches to fight
 Hijack Boston yachts, lick off some shots
 And let their bodies sink down to the lobster pots
 I got Sperry's on, captain on the decks why we carry on
 Out on Block Island till the very last ferry's gone
 With the whole picture etched in scrimshaw
 Pieces of a ripped up map fit like jigsaws
 Drunken scallywags singing Apathy's joint
 Ship docks and find a wife out at apogee point
 Subterranean, sonar blips songs from whales
 A gun bottle of rum and mug full of ale
 In the early morning sunlight rays of the dawn
 Set sale on the sea, anchors up and I'm gone
 Skulls on the flag, blood on my map
 With a yo ho ho and a ho on my lap
 Like, HEY YO OHHH OHHH
 HEY YO OH OH
 Like HEY YO HO HO
 HEY OH OHHHH OHHHH
 I make waves move like a full moon
 I make the ocean rock, call me Neptune
 I scale sand dunes on a pale beach
 Watch the birds flock where the whales breach
 I take money, bury money on deserted islands
 I'm perverted smiling as Circe and the Sirens
 I was raised in a village full of violence
 Where old blind men sing for shillings with their violins
 I'm Leviathan, the ocean that you lying in
 My posse stay pirating the waters y'all are piloting
 Old ghost tales, ships without a crew
 The Flying Dutchmen will scare the shit out of you
 I'll throw you off my schooner without your scuba suit
 My ship will loop the loop and find another sloop to loop
 Cannons loaded to shoot crew full of criminals
 Stranded on an island of savages doing rituals
 Skulls full of soup, human heads get shrunk
 You can't pay off a cannibal with gold in a trunk
 Dead men tell no tales, you all get hushed
 No parrot on my shoulder cause they talk too much
 From a tavern to a cavern where doubloons are kept
 I got a very detailed map that shows each step
 Which I keep around my neck hidden in a medallion
 Where I write a whole album on a Spanish Galleon
 In the early morning sunlight rays of the dawn
 Set sale on the sea, anchors up and I'm gone
 Skulls on the flag, blood on my map
 With a yo ho ho and a ho on my lap
 Like, HEY YO OHHH OHHH
 HEY YO OH OH
 Like HEY YO HO HO
 HEY OH OHHHH OHHHH