Everyone take back the rad world.
Join Jaguar Pirate!
Galleons made with whale tusk, sea wolf hooves, fight for the birdskull palace.
The beat wraps around your feet all over the street crude sketches of trees.
Everyone take back the rad world.
Join Jaguar Pirates!
Galleons sail a sea of vertigos, fight for the birdskull palace.
The beat booms bright on the beach the tides endless repeat singing songs to me.
"Are you broke?"
"Yes, I am broke!"
"Are you hungry?"
"Yes, I'm hungry!"
""Are you sleeping in a ditch filled with cellulite and concrete? Are you Rich?"
"Yes, I'm Rich!"
"Are you lonely?"
"Yes I'm lonely"
"Do you need another drink to get you through the work week? Are you sick?"
"Yes I'm sick!"
"Are you dirty?"
"Yes, I'm dirty!"
"Did they sell your generation to a credit card company? Are you Lost? Are you desperate? Do you see the tattered sails of the wild jaguar pirates?"
Everyone steal all you can hold.
Join the Jaguar Pirates!
Galleons forge a sea of mermaid bones. Sing for the birdskull palace. The beat grows like a disease and under the sea there is another sea.
Oh Children! Take back the rad world.
Join the Jaguar Pirates!
I dreamt we made a record in the Congo. I dreamt of Hitler reborn as a quiet crow. I dreamt of futures so exhilarating!
When I awoke the world began to sing "pray for death or money to free us from this life"