The Hangout Thread, Happy Holidays!

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A gargantuan hole in the bow, will the ocean to enter allow.
Oh but more a sin than letting it in it's letting our good fortune out.
The nest to the storm did succumb, while the crow hid his fear in the rum.
And the mast, it broke and threw out the bloke and well now he's surely my chum.
 
Love letters from under his bed, holds the cabin boy over his head
A futile try to keep it dry what tears have already wet.
They were penned by a girl in Merak, and the Javanese value their tact.
She'll conclude he's horribly rude 'cause he's sure as hell not writing back.
 
'Cause this ship's going down
All on account of the weather
Though we'll drown
There's no need to frown
'Cause we're all going together
And I won't say "Woe is me"
As I disappear into the sea
'Cause I'm in good company
As we're all going together
 
I've had women of every kind, but the only one truly was mine
Is the one at home who'll be alone when I am full-up with brine.
For my son I had always a plan, for to raise him as best as I can.
Oh well you can bet, my only regret is to not see him grow to a man.
 

Our Chinese cook, he grabbed all he could took
He said, "No storm is stoppin' me!"
He made fricassee of a sea anemone
Down at the bottom of the sea

I turned to my first officer and I said,
"What have you got to say to me?"
Well, he turned and said, "I'm in over my head."
Down at the bottom of the sea

The second part xD
 
A She-Kraken, lurkin' under my men
Looked up at their legs hungrily
She counted eight so she thought she found a mate
Down at the bottom of the sea

They kicked and they fought but it was all for naught
'Cause she just wouldn't set 'em free
She had them taught in a tight sailor's knot
Down at the bottom of the sea
 
Some men call to God
When their number's up
Some cry for their mums
I just lament all these barrels of wasted rum
 
Down at the bottom was treasure galore,
But guarding it so greedily
Was an angry horde of skeletons with swords
Down at the bottom of the sea
 
My granny while on her deathbed,
She turned and said to me,
"Why must you view life so morbidly?
I tried to teach you right,
But somewhere I went wrong,
'Cause you sing those death, death, devil, devil, evil, evil songs."
 
When six pallbearers put her down
And laid her body in the ground,
My eyes were wet, my face was very long.
The pastor said, "Son, here you are.
Won't you please take this guitar?
Sing dear departed Granny one last song."
And I sang
 
Death, death, devil, devil, devil, devil, evil, evil, evil, evil songs.
Hell, you know that's how I get along.
The world is full of tragedy so how can it be wrong,
Singing death, death, death, death, devil, devil, evil, evil songs.
 
And I sang

Death, death, devil, devil, devil, devil, evil, evil, evil, evil songs.
Hell, you know that's how I get along.
The world is full of idiots so how can it be wrong,
Singing death, death, death, death, devil, devil, evil, evil songs.
 
Well, I went down to church on Sunday.
I sat up front in a pew.
The priest said, "Jesus and Mary, too!
Son, what the Devil's got into you?
Get up and sing a hymn or two!"
And I sang

Death, death, devil, devil, devil, devil, evil, evil, evil, evil songs.
Hey, you know that's how I get along.
The world's full of hypocrisy so how can it be wrong,
Singing death, death, death, death, devil, devil, evil, evil songs.
 
I was invited to the White House.
The president pulled me aside.
He said, "Son, sing us a song of peace
For those evil-doers in the Middle East."
I rolled my eyes and kicked this rhyme.
I sang...

Death, death, devil, devil, devil, devil, evil, evil, evil, evil songs.
Hell, you know that's how I get along.
The world is full of W's so how can it be wrong,
Singing death, death, death, death, devil, devil, evil, evil songs.
 
Well, then I died and went to Hell.
I could tell right away by the awful smell
That this was clearly not the pearly gates.
The Devil said, "Come here young man.
My wife and I are your biggest fans!"
So naturally I felt I had it made.
 
He turned to me and winked and sang this song.
He sang

Death, death, devil, devil, devil, devil, evil, evil, evil, evil songs.
Yeah, I know that's how you got along.
I find your songs hilarious but now your soul's precarious,
Singing your death, death, death, death, devil, devil, evil, evil songs.
I'm just kidding, kid. Welcome to Hell, enjoy the buffet!

Death, death, devil, devil, devil, devil, evil, evil, evil, evil songs.
Hell, you know that's how we get along.
The world is full of sinners so how can it be wrong,
Singing death, death, death, death, devil, devil, evil, evil songs.
 
we lost the game last night,so no more marching band for me!

Of all the WORST possible things that could happen..
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