Fucked With An Anchor

Alestorm
Letra: Christopher Bowes
Música: Christopher Bowes, Máté Bodor


Fuck! You! You're a fucking wanker,
we're gonna punch you right in the balls.
Fuck! You! With a fucking anchor.
You're all cunts so fuck you all.

Fuck! You! You're a fucking wanker,
we're gonna punch you right in the balls.
Fuck! You! With a fucking anchor.
You're all cunts so fuck you all.
Go!

For 30 odd years I have lived with this curse.
My vocabulary was stunted at birth
by a witchdoctor from over the seas
casting his strange voodoo magic on me.
Now when I speak, it's rather absurd,
an endless tirade of four letter words.
I lash out in anger at all in my way,
shocking unspeakable things that I say.

Fuck! You! You're a fucking wanker,
we're gonna punch you right in the balls.
Fuck! You! With a fucking anchor.
You're all cunts so fuck you all.

Fuck! You! You're a fucking wanker,
we're gonna punch you right in the balls.
Fuck! You! With a fucking anchor.
You're all cunts so fuck you all.

Fuck you!

Long I have waited to have my revenge
to bring that witchdoctor to his bitter end.
So I have gathered a ship and a crew,
we're sailing to find him, we know what to do.
On a dark moonless night, when he least suspects
we'll creep up behind him, so hard to detect.
We'll bring out our anchor by the light of the stars
and shove it inside of his big fuckin' arse.

Fuck! You! You're a fucking wanker,
we're gonna punch you right in the balls.
Fuck! You! With a fucking anchor.
You're all cunts so fuck you all.

Fuck! You! You're a fucking wanker,
we're gonna punch you right in the balls.
Fuck! You! With a fucking anchor.
You're all cunts so fuck you all.

Fuck! You! You're a fucking wanker,
we're gonna punch you right in the balls.
Fuck! You! With a fucking anchor.
You're all cunts so fuck you all.

Fuck! You! You're a fucking wanker,
we're gonna punch you right in the balls.
Fuck! You! With a fucking anchor.
You're all cunts so fuck you all.