I don’t wanna deep fry this sh#t no more
Cuz sooner or later i’ll deep fry my hand
When i’m tired and hungover and i don’t know where i am
B.a. johnston’s deep fried hand
Served with a side of rice for four ninety-five
No thanks
So long john silver i got something for you
To read and then later on peruse
And then sign me up
Sign me up for your crew
And i don’t mean the crew in your lame american fast food fish and chip chain
They call deep fried chicken “chicken planks”
How lame
And i don’t care if i get scurvy
And all my teeth fall out and i have to eat jеll-o
And i don’t care if i get my leg choppеd off
I’ll just train my parrot to fetch me delicious beer from the fridge
And since i’m on a schooner, i’ll drink a schooner
Ha ha ha
And i have excellent customer skills
And i’m not sure how that would help on a pirate ship
But i know how to work a cash register
And that would be good for counting doubloons or stolen boot-ay
Wish every job paid me in stolen boot-ay
So read my pirate’s resume
Read my pirate resume
Read my pirate resume
Please read my pirate resume
Resume
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