Karaoké The Pirate Song (I Want to Sing and Dance) - Ray Stevens

Cet enregistrement est une reprise de The Pirate Song (I Want to Sing and Dance) rendu célèbre par Ray Stevens

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Avec choeurs (au choix dans la version KFN)

Tempo : variable (environ 114 BPM)

Tonalité identique à l'original : Lam

Durée : 04:04 - Extrait à : 00:57

Date de sortie : 1991
Styles : Humour, En anglais
Auteur-Compositeur : Carlene Kalb

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Paroles The Pirate Song (I Want to Sing and Dance)

Sixteen men on a dead man's chest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
Alast there mates
You're sailin' with Long John
Blackbeard Pegleg Patcheye Hook
The scourge of the Bounty Main
The bloodthirstiest
Black-heartedest pirate captain ever sailed the seven seas
Ha harr what say ye
We hoist the Jolly Roger
Heel over to yonder
Spanish galleon
Lay a few broadsides again' her timbers
Swing over there on these here lanyards with our cutlasses in our teeth
Cut out the rivets and split the booty
What say ye to that me hearties ay
I don't like it
You don't like it
I don't like it and I don't wanna do it
It's tacky
And don't look at me that way
Well if you don't like it what do you want
I want to sing and dance
I want to sing and dance
Sing and dance
I want to be a pirate in the Pirates of Penzance
Wear me silver buckle slippers and me tight shiny pants
I want to sing and dance
You wanna sing and dance
Hah
Well you don't like plunderin' ay
Shiver me timbers
How 'bout treasurin' huh
Rubies and emeralds
Pearls and gold doubloons
British soverigns
Silver chalices encrusted with diamonds and jewels
Necklaces and bracelets of every shape and size fit for the crown heads of Europe ay
And all buried in a pirate's chest and I just happen to know where
How 'bout that me bloodthirsty buckos
Ha ha ha
I don't like it
You don't like it
I don't like it and I don't want it
Ye don't want it
And I won't do it
I'm an artiste
An artiste
Well Mister Artiste
What do you want
I want to sing and dance
I want to sing and dance
Sing and dance
I want to be a pirate in the Pirates of Penzance
Wear me silver buckle slippers and me tight shiny pants
I want to sing and dance
Now listen here
This ain't no floatin' Gilbert and Sullivan show you know
For some little flittin' Tinkerbell
This here be a black-hearted pirate ship
And I'd have you keelhauled if you weren't me own flesh and blood you little twit
So you don't like plunderin' ay and you don't want
I don't like it no treasurin' huh
I don't want it
And you probably don't want no groggin' and revelin' and wenchin' and rummin' either I suppose
Well deep down you wanna know the truth
It's not me
I don't want it
Well what do you want as if I didn't already bleedin' know
I want to sing and dance and w-
I know, I know
Wear your tight little shiny pants ugh
Okay
We'll all sing and dance
I said We'll all sing and dance or you'll walk the plank
One two three
I want to sing and dance
I want to sing and dance
I want to sing and dance
I want to sing and dance
I want to sing and dance
I want to sing and dance
I want to be a pirate
I want to be a pirate
I want to be a pirate in the Pirates in the Pirates of Penzance in the Pirates of Penzance
Oh well
I like it, I like it
Wear me silver buckle slippers and me tight shiny pants
I kinda like it me own self
I thought you would
Ha ha ha ha ha ha
I want to sing and dance
I want to sing and dance
I want to sing and dance
Sixteen men on a dead man's chest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
I don't like rum
You don't like rum
Well no actually I well
I might like a little Perrier with a lime in it
A little Perrier with a lime in it
He wants a lime in it
Well do you have any escargot
What's your soup today
Escar-what
Soup
I might have a bit of a salad too
Well how about a bleedin' fingerbowl
Maybe a croissant
Is that right
Those French make everything so hard
Why didn't they just call it a bun

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