Ahoy Captain! Captain Foaming Rear!
Aye, Lieutenant Dugsie. What's there be?

There's a lone man on a plank, sitting midway channel, sir.
Shall we sound the bell, command him to move aside?

Hand me the spyglass, Lieutenant. I'll look him over.
Aye aye, Captain Foaming Rear.

Aye Lieutenant! He's not only midway channel,
He's giving me a gesture with his middle finger!
And he's near me treasure as well.
Man the battle stations!
I command thee to blow him out of the water!

Man the starboard cannon, set her to 500 metres
And fire away, mates!

How does he look now, Captain?

Aye mates, he's a dead man now.
He and his plank are sunk.

Sing with me, cheer with me!
He and his plank are sunk!
He and his plank are sunk!
He and his plank are sunk!
He and his plank are sunk!
He and his plank are sunk!
He and his plank are sunk!
Pass the ale! More ale!