Perhaps you hadn't heard
Cuz it don't pertain to you
True enough what's your concern
Of a fair weather feline crew
But should ye go to sea
With a load of hungry cats
Watch your arse or walk the plank
With a knife stuck in your back

It makes me so seasick
When I think how I trusted you
I can't wrap my head around it
With all the fucked up things you do
There's two faces to be sure
Where you had once been friendly
But with a friendship like yours
What the fuck use is an enemy

I had built the ship you never could
So you took what was mine like a bitch pirate would

It must be such a burden
Just thinking for yourselves
Top put such little work in
Just to name a ship something else
The sagas can be bold
When the truth is overlooked
So don't believe what you been told
I didn't jump cause I was pushed

Stand unholy ground hoist a black flag
Rally round the banner of an old sea hag

The whiskey the beers
All the wasted years
Blaggards tell a sweeter tale
Of Maggie's Mutineers
The lies the jeers
The bullshit in me ears
Run a rig the bloody score
Of Maggie's Mutineers

When the length of your arm
Is how your friendship is measured
And the value of your art
Weighs in as plundered treasure
I suppose you think you're clever
Claiming vision, not your own.
Had it not been for my effort,
You'd be playing with yourself at home

Load a blunderbuss take up your sword
It's time for you to throw the captain overboard

Make the captain walk the plank
Send me off without a thanks
Concerns me not if you should choke
On bitter seeds that you have sown
Tell me what did you co-find
Besides a crew you could shanghi
There's no quarter to behold
A grand a piece a friend was sold
All should see through your disguise
A poxy toerag telling lies
I'm so glad I built a ship
So you could kick me off of it
Not enough for your ego
So you gave me the old heave-ho
Let's cut the bullshit pleasantries
And get on with this fucking mutiny

The whiskey the beers
Alliances unclear
Blaggards tell a sweeter tale
Of Maggie's Mutineers
The lies the jeers
Allegiance disappears
Run a rig the bloody score
Of Maggie's Mutineers

So I'll wish you all good luck
And hope for you the best
But I'm not the type who'll soon forget
And I forgive shit even less.
For there are small ships
and thwre re tall
The ships that sail the sea
But the best ships are friendships
Which we can no longer be.

Now get the fuck off my ship.