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  • Please go to Our Website Chicago Clout. We have many videos to infrom everyone why the NATO G8 protest are going to be huge in Chicago May 19, 2012. Please show up and help. Get involved everyone, NOW. P.S. Nice Song!

  • This is dope respect! Keep fighting!

  • Thanks for your kind response! Comments are limited to 500 characters, so, until 378htvx8 sees & answers your question, fragments will have to do. I'll start with the chorus, just below, then follow with the verses, 2 per comment.

    CHORUS:

    Just ‘cause you’re legal don’t mean you ain’t pirates;

    Don’t need skull and crossbones to take what ain’t yours.

    Oh, give me a peg-leg with a trash-talking parrot,

    Not a greed-addled banker with the law for a sword.

  • @JennetPreston VERSES 1 & 2 When I was a child, how I loved to play pirates, Black flag on my bike & a sword by my side. With a loud “yo ho ho” & a bottle of cider, I’d round up my mateys & away we would ride. But shiver me timbers, some landlubbing fat cats Are giving us pirates a terrible name. They’re trashing the code we have lived by for ages & swapping our dissolute honor for shame. [chords: When I (Am) was a child (F), how I loved (C) to play pi- (G) rates...]
  • @JennetPreston VERSES 3 & 4

    The old pirates knew that people ain’t cargo;

    When they took a slaver, they gained only crew,

    But our board-room Blackbeards, while calling them “brother,”

    Pay workers less wages than slaves would be due.

    Way back in the day, how the state used to hunt us;

    They’d jail us and hang us, a warning to be.

    When modern-day pirates lose booty they’ve stolen,

    They’re rewarded with gold from the state treasury.

  • @JennetPreston VERSES 1 & 2 When I was a child, how I loved to play pirates, Black flag on my bike and a sword by my side. With a loud “yo ho ho” and a bottle of cider, I’d round up my mateys and away we would ride. But shiver me timbers, some landlubbing fat cats Are giving us pirates a terrible name. They’re trashing the code we have lived by for ages And swapping our dissolute honor for shame. [chords: When I (Am) was a child (F), how I loved (C) to play pi- (G) rates...] (excuse the repeat)
  • @JennetPreston VERSES 5 & 6

    Old pirates were fearsome in dress and behavior;

    They’d capture a prize without firing a ball.

    Today’s pirates wear masks of kindness and virtue,

    Their swords unsuspected ‘til run through us all.

    You think you’re on top ‘cause you’re smarter than others;

    What you really have more of is cruelty and greed.

    But you’d better watch out, there’s a mutiny coming;

    Look here, in the streets, for the signs you should heed.

  • @JennetPreston VERSES 7 & 8

    Your cronies won’t help, nor your Wharton diploma;

    Your offshore accounts bring not safety, but shame.

    Even faced with your crimes, you will rationalize fiercely:

    “Their troubles aren’t my fault! They’d all do the same!”

    I had a fine dream about modern-day pirates:

    They were all bound in chains, never more to be free.

    They were walking the plank, headed straight for the bottom,

    Bottom line of their ledgers, far under the sea.

    [Sorry, couldn't fix format glitches!]

  • Thanks for documenting this event, Love the song and the video! Please post the lyrics--would like to read them.

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