Dude never asked to be a pirate,
Dude was just chilling,
but given a chance at that status,
of course he was willing.
He found it a life to be quite
with cannons, and swords, and an occasional
Well one day his mates asked
Dude what was wrong,
and Dude said, "It's been months, since
I've hit a bong.",
picked up his guitar and sang them a song.
"I'm stressing, I'm frieking, this life out
It's time to set forth a monumental
This killing, this stealing, this life ain't fer' me,
let's chill, and play music, and live peacefully.
We'll drink, and we'll think, and we'll smoke lots of
We'll sail and spread Love, and grow easily;
we'll live for the day, and in harmony."
Well the mates huddled up, and broke
out in form,
and told Younkavich
that they would conform.
And their ship, which was sunk,
sailed away from the storm.