Lyrics:
I ain't even heard that word since 17th Century
I ain't even heard that word since Slavery, no
I ain't even heard that word since Navy, Press Gang
I
Press F, респект
Gang bang,look back
Ловлю money back
В мой новый back pack
Press F, респект
Gang bang, look back
Ловлю money back
В мой новый back
bare
Reading the world on your lap
As the press gang lets up
Fleet Street mirrors, column inches
Heres the real story for ya
Once took a keen eye
him from the water
Just a victim of the press gang
I knew him when he was breathing
He was a good man, he was a young man
He was like you, he was like
getting new recruits; they always want some more.
Here comes the Royal Navy Press Gang Officer...
"We'd better take our leave unless you wanna be poor"
Cruel were my parents,
To tear my love from me,
Cruel was the press gang,
That took him to the sea,
Cruel was the little boat
That rowed him
one summer's day
"Young William is in favor," her uncle he did say
"Indeed, it's my intention to hang him from a tree
Or else to bribe the press gang
with nails out of driftwood already iron sicked:
now spy out the glass at whatever missteps me
and the press gang warrant's signed Sir Edward Pepsi.
Off to the harbour, under drungeon in the morning
I got a press gang looking after me
I'll awaken sometime on the morrow
By then we'll be a league
I love,
On board the Victory.
There was thirteen on the press-gang,
They did my love surround,
And four of that accursed gang,
Went bleeding
Woe is me, the press gang came
And forced my love away
Just when we named next morning fair
To be our wedding day
Like a silent explosion ripping
Press gangs wait to ambush
The weak and weary
(stay with it)
I had to explore the light and dark
to see the sharp and flat
There's a hundred
Flash bang
Press gang
Bing bong
Ding dong
Hum hum ho Hum Hum
With a system of a bang bang
Crash bang
Big bang
Boing boing
Boing boing
Flash bang
Press gang
Bing bong
Ding dong
Hum hum ho Hum Hum
With a system of a bang bang
Crash bang
Big bang
Boing boing
Boing boing
Bo Chapelin (uh-uh, uh)
The one and only
Big Creature
What else?
It's stretch gang (brrt), heavy press gang (press)
If this was a multiple
Don't you waste it
Blaze your bright blaze in the blue, blue air
Can you face you?
Press-gang yourself
It's a shuck, it's a fake scare
I'm gonna
Our destiny's black
For they've limited themselves
To an urbanite perspective
And the build-up, rear-down
Press-gang acid attack
Familiarity
The very day I was married
That night I lay on my bed
A press-gang came to my bedside
These words to me they said:
Arise, arise, arise, young man
to stay"
And they taught you to read and to write, Dublin Bill
Slowly taught you to write and to read
Then the press-gang hit town
Combed the streets all
off to the harbour, under drungeon in the morning
i've got a press gang looking after me.
i'll awaken sometime on the morrow.
by then we'll be
lane boy, oh you silly
Trynna press the gang boy, oh you trippin'
Bitch let's get it
Brand new bitch with some brand new titties
Take her to the spot,
cunning
3 days too long, on 2, we plunging
Bitch hoping for the ethics of Nazarene
Adam and I, press gang, fuck Eve
Hoe ass Messengers of the Bitch, craving
Wczoraj jeszcze byłeś w domu
Press gang w nocy tak ci pomógł
Dzisiaj słyszysz wrzask bosmana
Ciągnij liny już od rana
Ciągnij chociaż mokre plecy
padniesz
Wczoraj jeszcze byłeś w domu
Press gang w nocy tak Ci pomógł
Dzisiaj słyszysz wrzask bosmana
Ciągnij liny już od rana
Ciągnij ciągnij ciągnij
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