Four Somalis on a cargo freight
Yo ho ho and a tanker of scum
Overfishing and dumping brought 'em their fate
Yo ho ho and a tanker of scum
The mates were fixed by their terrible plight
Women and children dying from radiation such a horrible sight
And pleas to the UN were scuttled outright;
by four days investigation, all is alright
And there they lay, dead and sick on the beach
Like break o'day in a oozing den.
Yo ho ho and a tanker of scum
Twenty two sailors on the Alabama's list
Yo ho ho and a tanker of scum
They say they're bringing food, but why all the guns?
Yo ho ho and a tanker of scum
The captain gives up his life for the ransom of the crew
And the pirates abandon ship after much ado
The sailors bring their bounty a Mombasa way
And there it lay, under covers
Dripped down from up-staring eyes
In murk sunset and foul sunrise
Yo ho ho and a tanker of scum
Four Somali men of 'em thin and dark
Yo ho ho and a tanker of scum
Sort of like Jack Sparrow but without the grin
Yo ho ho and a tanker of scum
Twas the media that swiped them with a murderous mark
Calling them al Queda and terrorists without respite
Worthy of bullets between the eyes they say
And there they lay condemned to this day, damn my eyes
Looking for the truth
All souls bound just contrariwise
Yo ho ho and a tanker of scum
Twenty two men of 'em good and true
Yo ho ho and a tanker of scum
Ev'ry man Phillip's could ha' sailed with Old School,
Yo ho ho and a tanker of scum
There was chest on chest of unknown freight
Under 18 armed guards the ship made haste
And the cargo riot of stuff untold,
And silently offloaded without fanfare
Under sightless glare with lips struck dumb
The sailors shared the same stories by the rule of thumb,
Yo ho ho and a tanker of scum
More was seen through the media's screen...
Yo ho ho and a tanker of scum
Ratings undoubt high this Easter scene
Yo ho ho and a tanker of scum
'Twas a famous story built on a bed of bunk
With CNN, MSNBC and Fox coloring the egg
And the truth lay cracked and dry in a red blot
Where they pirates or some coastguard coxs?
That dared the blade and the bullet
By God! They could not speak for the TV forbade
Yo ho ho and a tanker of scum
Four Somalis and Captian on a rescue boat
Yo ho ho and a tanker of scum
The media and the devil had them in their scopes
The mates were fixed by the sniper's sight
The brains shot out without a fight
And the Captain was rescued -- all screamed 'hooray!'
The media wrapped him tight in a wondrous display
With a Yo-Heave-Ho! and a fare-you-well
And a sudden plunge in the sullen swell
The truth lies below on the road to hell
Yo ho ho and a tanker of scum
