Captain Kool

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Kölsch (German pronunciation: [kœlʃ]) is a style of beer originating in Cologne (Köln), Germany. It has an original gravity between 11 and 14 degrees Plato (specific gravity of 1.044 to 1.056). In appearance, it is bright and clear with a straw-yellow hue. Since 1997, the term "Kölsch" has had a protected geographical indication (PGI) within the European Union, indicating a beer that is made within 50km (31mi) of the city of Cologne and brewed according to the Kölsch Konvention as defined by the members of the Cologne Brewery Association (Kölner Brauerei-Verband). Kölsch is one of the most strictly defined beer styles in Germany: according to the Konvention, it is a pale, highly attenuated, hoppy, bright (i.e. filtered and not cloudy) top-fermenting beer, an… more »

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Let me introduce the center of our story
The infamous, the villainous
The worn with wickedness
He has many titles and they're all ridiculous
You can call him what you will
Anything but victimless
Raise the flag cried out Captain Kool
He's one badass pirate with a down ass crew
Say as you may about the things that I do
You ain't gotta love me but you will respect the name
When you go to spell it out make sure to do so with a K
Or I'll take you to the bow and splatter paint it with my blade
I don't like to slay you fuckers
Only do it for it the raid
To the ones who throwing shade
If it means that I get paid
I'm a bad man with my brim tucked low
And I've heard it said that my eyes can glow
F*ck around and find out
What you pouting bout?
This'll be real quick beyond a shred a doubt
Leathery boots run the length of my shin
Despite all the rum my beer belly is thin
But I raise another glass
Keep on drinking fast
Here for the booty
I ain't talking bout that ass yeah
I stay going
Waves stay flowing
Dripping my from my head to toes and
Always got both boots on the bow
Clip a tongue if you run yo mouth
That's my peg leg pipe from a past deck fight
You don't want this spite
You don't wanna see me in the pale moon light
Cause my blade is a pen and I'm swift to write
Light the lamps and raise the canvas
Another toast and again I'm pantsless
Yo ho that's the life for me
Shoot the shit while sailing through the sea
I'm talking
Chill
Sit down
We boutta get drunk and then raid that town
The tales be true about us smoking leaves
The crows nest
Shit it's one big bowl piece
I hereby decree
That we make port at the very next place I can get some weed
Fill my hair with valued beads
Ship makes birth and the isle of green
My cabin's organized but my blades never clean
The sails that I swing
Well shit they're made of hemp
You can my take my word or you can whiff a scent
Captain of the infamous gaunj gobbler
Where you find the weed my tale is popular
According to legend we be followed by smoke
And we slaying any fool who'll cough or choke
I'm talking roach clip hand, I said f*ck the hook
You won't read about me in your history books
But it don't matter
We still immortalized
By this song and tune and those we victimized
So it seems, we've reached our final chapter
We hope that you've all had fun
And had lots of laughter
This is not the end
For our dear old Captain
With time and patience
Anything can happen

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