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From Scotland's bonnie shores we set sail |
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In search of alcohol, the drunkard's holy grail |
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Cos a pirates life is empty without booze |
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The situation's dire, we've got nothing to lose |
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To England we ride |
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With vengeance on our minds |
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We'll kill the monks, and get dead drunk |
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Come on lads, it's cloister burning time! |
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Buckfast Powersmash |
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Buckfast Powersmash |
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Buckfast Powersmash |
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Buckfast Powersmash |
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I'm not sure what's in it except for caffeine |
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Despite having drunk it since I was thirteen |
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It sells by the barrel in China and Spain |
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I'll get drunk once more on that Lurgan Champagne |
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Buckfast Powersmash |
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Buckfast Powersmash |
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Buckfast Powersmash |
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Buckfast Powersmash |
