The Harbor Is Yours Lyrics
| Song | The Harbor Is Yours |
| Artist | Aesop Rock |
| Album | None Shall Pass |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Bavitz |
| [00:18.77] | Dead, men, tell no tales. |
| [00:21.58] | Up push the daisies ‘till the soil is stale. |
| [00:24.07] | In a powder blue tux for the farmer's sail. |
| [00:26.83] | Mister big sleep with the carp and kale. |
| [00:29.95] | Once upon a time in the days of yore. |
| [00:32.58] | When the people lived fresh outta legend and folk lore. |
| [00:35.72] | There was an old pirate who piloted a vile slang |
| [00:38.65] | Had a bird perched on him, and swashbuckled the same |
| [00:41.97] | Peg leg navigated starboard to port |
| [00:44.16] | By the nautical starry night yellin' "The harbor is yours!" |
| [00:47.66] | You should tell him where you situate the gold |
| [00:50.09] | That is unless you'd like a vacation with Davey J-J-J-Jones |
| [00:53.53] | Like walk the plank, for whom the shark thank |
| [00:57.53] | Maroon the mutineers, consume the souvenirs |
| [00:59.59] | And while the shiny spoils piled higher every year |
| [01:02.66] | He was suffocating slow in the box of a buccaneer |
| [01:05.91] | Ten summers prior on a night like this |
| [01:08.47] | Crows nest saw something that float to the boats west |
| [01:11.60] | Sword blew him a kiss, and when he focused |
| [01:14.28] | Seen the face of an angel upon the body of a F-F-F-Fish. |
| [01:18.03] | What the heck! Frazzled, his telescope shattered, gathered himself |
| [01:21.15] | She was ghost, he was down the rope ladder to deck |
| [01:24.16] | Circled the vessel 360, swiftly |
| [01:26.90] | Found nothing in the water but salt, piss, and whiskey |
| [01:30.28] | Yargh, heckled by the Swabies at the bar |
| [01:32.91] | He’ll be the laughing stock of the Barbary Coast War |
| [01:35.84] | Like “This dude either got two glass eyes |
| [01:38.47] | Or he’s wearin’ his patch on the wrong S-S-S-Side" |
| [01:41.53] | Now he knew what he saw, but had to prove he was raw |
| [01:45.40] | So he raped and he pillaged and he’d feud any brawl |
| [01:49.28] | Tried to rekindle his rep via sabers and gun smoke |
| [01:51.16] | And vowed to always find her, though he never told his cutthroats |
| [01:54.28] | Meanwhile, back in the now, |
| [01:57.51] | Got a brand new skeleton crew on the move now |
| [02:00.19] | When they aren't manning thirty burning cannons stern and bow |
| [02:02.76] | They are prying shiny metals out your M-M-M-Mouth |
| [02:05.95] | Okay, youth wanes, holler wisdom n disease like the scurvy made his yellow gums bleed |
| [02:11.32] | And he was achy from his boots to the feather in his hat |
| [02:15.51] | ‘Till his quartermaster showed up with a stolen treasure map |
| [02:17.82] | One look down and leaped off the dock |
| [02:20.20] | See if you can guess where X mark the spot |
| [02:24.56] | The capital was buried at sea in a cursed cave |
| [02:26.56] | Only one mile from where he'd seen the M-M-M-Mermaid |
| [02:29.68] | Anchors up, hoist the jolly roger thank you much |
| [02:32.92] | Day and night with his hook hands raised and clutched |
| [02:35.73] | But see, the vitamin deficiency was strong |
| [02:37.91] | So by the time they bumped into the island, he could barely lift his grog |
| [02:42.04] | Crawled off the boat, collapsed in the sand |
| [02:44.85] | Prayers in the air, seashells at his hand |
| [02:47.54] | An area high tide so grand |
| [02:49.92] | It's the one that put the lady of the lake on dry L-L-L-Land |
| [02:53.99] | And I wish I could tell you that it ended happy |
| [02:57.05] | Pretend like his bones weren’t practically snapping |
| [03:00.30] | Pretend like her gills didn’t dry up and suffer |
| [03:03.11] | But that's a half dead pirate and a fish out of water |
| [03:05.43] | No lie, scouts honor, got a million more |
| [03:08.66] | From the burgundy lighting above the Shores of Whores |
| [03:11.47] | Before your visions of grandeur go to swell those sails, |
| [03:14.98] | Remember dead men tell no T-T-T-Tales. |
| [03:17.60] | Dead, men, tell no tales |
| [03:20.72] | Up push the daisies ‘till the soil is stale |
| [03:23.48] | In a powder blue tux for the farmer's sail |
| [03:26.60] | Mister Big Sleep with the carp and kelp |
| [03:28.91] |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Bavitz |
| [00:18.77] | Dead, men, tell no tales. |
| [00:21.58] | Up push the daisies ' till the soil is stale. |
| [00:24.07] | In a powder blue tux for the farmer' s sail. |
| [00:26.83] | Mister big sleep with the carp and kale. |
| [00:29.95] | Once upon a time in the days of yore. |
| [00:32.58] | When the people lived fresh outta legend and folk lore. |
| [00:35.72] | There was an old pirate who piloted a vile slang |
| [00:38.65] | Had a bird perched on him, and swashbuckled the same |
| [00:41.97] | Peg leg navigated starboard to port |
| [00:44.16] | By the nautical starry night yellin' " The harbor is yours!" |
| [00:47.66] | You should tell him where you situate the gold |
| [00:50.09] | That is unless you' d like a vacation with Davey JJJJones |
| [00:53.53] | Like walk the plank, for whom the shark thank |
| [00:57.53] | Maroon the mutineers, consume the souvenirs |
| [00:59.59] | And while the shiny spoils piled higher every year |
| [01:02.66] | He was suffocating slow in the box of a buccaneer |
| [01:05.91] | Ten summers prior on a night like this |
| [01:08.47] | Crows nest saw something that float to the boats west |
| [01:11.60] | Sword blew him a kiss, and when he focused |
| [01:14.28] | Seen the face of an angel upon the body of a FFFFish. |
| [01:18.03] | What the heck! Frazzled, his telescope shattered, gathered himself |
| [01:21.15] | She was ghost, he was down the rope ladder to deck |
| [01:24.16] | Circled the vessel 360, swiftly |
| [01:26.90] | Found nothing in the water but salt, piss, and whiskey |
| [01:30.28] | Yargh, heckled by the Swabies at the bar |
| [01:32.91] | He' ll be the laughing stock of the Barbary Coast War |
| [01:35.84] | Like " This dude either got two glass eyes |
| [01:38.47] | Or he' s wearin' his patch on the wrong SSSSide" |
| [01:41.53] | Now he knew what he saw, but had to prove he was raw |
| [01:45.40] | So he raped and he pillaged and he' d feud any brawl |
| [01:49.28] | Tried to rekindle his rep via sabers and gun smoke |
| [01:51.16] | And vowed to always find her, though he never told his cutthroats |
| [01:54.28] | Meanwhile, back in the now, |
| [01:57.51] | Got a brand new skeleton crew on the move now |
| [02:00.19] | When they aren' t manning thirty burning cannons stern and bow |
| [02:02.76] | They are prying shiny metals out your MMMMouth |
| [02:05.95] | Okay, youth wanes, holler wisdom n disease like the scurvy made his yellow gums bleed |
| [02:11.32] | And he was achy from his boots to the feather in his hat |
| [02:15.51] | ' Till his quartermaster showed up with a stolen treasure map |
| [02:17.82] | One look down and leaped off the dock |
| [02:20.20] | See if you can guess where X mark the spot |
| [02:24.56] | The capital was buried at sea in a cursed cave |
| [02:26.56] | Only one mile from where he' d seen the MMMMermaid |
| [02:29.68] | Anchors up, hoist the jolly roger thank you much |
| [02:32.92] | Day and night with his hook hands raised and clutched |
| [02:35.73] | But see, the vitamin deficiency was strong |
| [02:37.91] | So by the time they bumped into the island, he could barely lift his grog |
| [02:42.04] | Crawled off the boat, collapsed in the sand |
| [02:44.85] | Prayers in the air, seashells at his hand |
| [02:47.54] | An area high tide so grand |
| [02:49.92] | It' s the one that put the lady of the lake on dry LLLLand |
| [02:53.99] | And I wish I could tell you that it ended happy |
| [02:57.05] | Pretend like his bones weren' t practically snapping |
| [03:00.30] | Pretend like her gills didn' t dry up and suffer |
| [03:03.11] | But that' s a half dead pirate and a fish out of water |
| [03:05.43] | No lie, scouts honor, got a million more |
| [03:08.66] | From the burgundy lighting above the Shores of Whores |
| [03:11.47] | Before your visions of grandeur go to swell those sails, |
| [03:14.98] | Remember dead men tell no TTTTales. |
| [03:17.60] | Dead, men, tell no tales |
| [03:20.72] | Up push the daisies ' till the soil is stale |
| [03:23.48] | In a powder blue tux for the farmer' s sail |
| [03:26.60] | Mister Big Sleep with the carp and kelp |
| [03:28.91] |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Bavitz |
| [00:18.77] | Dead, men, tell no tales. |
| [00:21.58] | Up push the daisies ' till the soil is stale. |
| [00:24.07] | In a powder blue tux for the farmer' s sail. |
| [00:26.83] | Mister big sleep with the carp and kale. |
| [00:29.95] | Once upon a time in the days of yore. |
| [00:32.58] | When the people lived fresh outta legend and folk lore. |
| [00:35.72] | There was an old pirate who piloted a vile slang |
| [00:38.65] | Had a bird perched on him, and swashbuckled the same |
| [00:41.97] | Peg leg navigated starboard to port |
| [00:44.16] | By the nautical starry night yellin' " The harbor is yours!" |
| [00:47.66] | You should tell him where you situate the gold |
| [00:50.09] | That is unless you' d like a vacation with Davey JJJJones |
| [00:53.53] | Like walk the plank, for whom the shark thank |
| [00:57.53] | Maroon the mutineers, consume the souvenirs |
| [00:59.59] | And while the shiny spoils piled higher every year |
| [01:02.66] | He was suffocating slow in the box of a buccaneer |
| [01:05.91] | Ten summers prior on a night like this |
| [01:08.47] | Crows nest saw something that float to the boats west |
| [01:11.60] | Sword blew him a kiss, and when he focused |
| [01:14.28] | Seen the face of an angel upon the body of a FFFFish. |
| [01:18.03] | What the heck! Frazzled, his telescope shattered, gathered himself |
| [01:21.15] | She was ghost, he was down the rope ladder to deck |
| [01:24.16] | Circled the vessel 360, swiftly |
| [01:26.90] | Found nothing in the water but salt, piss, and whiskey |
| [01:30.28] | Yargh, heckled by the Swabies at the bar |
| [01:32.91] | He' ll be the laughing stock of the Barbary Coast War |
| [01:35.84] | Like " This dude either got two glass eyes |
| [01:38.47] | Or he' s wearin' his patch on the wrong SSSSide" |
| [01:41.53] | Now he knew what he saw, but had to prove he was raw |
| [01:45.40] | So he raped and he pillaged and he' d feud any brawl |
| [01:49.28] | Tried to rekindle his rep via sabers and gun smoke |
| [01:51.16] | And vowed to always find her, though he never told his cutthroats |
| [01:54.28] | Meanwhile, back in the now, |
| [01:57.51] | Got a brand new skeleton crew on the move now |
| [02:00.19] | When they aren' t manning thirty burning cannons stern and bow |
| [02:02.76] | They are prying shiny metals out your MMMMouth |
| [02:05.95] | Okay, youth wanes, holler wisdom n disease like the scurvy made his yellow gums bleed |
| [02:11.32] | And he was achy from his boots to the feather in his hat |
| [02:15.51] | ' Till his quartermaster showed up with a stolen treasure map |
| [02:17.82] | One look down and leaped off the dock |
| [02:20.20] | See if you can guess where X mark the spot |
| [02:24.56] | The capital was buried at sea in a cursed cave |
| [02:26.56] | Only one mile from where he' d seen the MMMMermaid |
| [02:29.68] | Anchors up, hoist the jolly roger thank you much |
| [02:32.92] | Day and night with his hook hands raised and clutched |
| [02:35.73] | But see, the vitamin deficiency was strong |
| [02:37.91] | So by the time they bumped into the island, he could barely lift his grog |
| [02:42.04] | Crawled off the boat, collapsed in the sand |
| [02:44.85] | Prayers in the air, seashells at his hand |
| [02:47.54] | An area high tide so grand |
| [02:49.92] | It' s the one that put the lady of the lake on dry LLLLand |
| [02:53.99] | And I wish I could tell you that it ended happy |
| [02:57.05] | Pretend like his bones weren' t practically snapping |
| [03:00.30] | Pretend like her gills didn' t dry up and suffer |
| [03:03.11] | But that' s a half dead pirate and a fish out of water |
| [03:05.43] | No lie, scouts honor, got a million more |
| [03:08.66] | From the burgundy lighting above the Shores of Whores |
| [03:11.47] | Before your visions of grandeur go to swell those sails, |
| [03:14.98] | Remember dead men tell no TTTTales. |
| [03:17.60] | Dead, men, tell no tales |
| [03:20.72] | Up push the daisies ' till the soil is stale |
| [03:23.48] | In a powder blue tux for the farmer' s sail |
| [03:26.60] | Mister Big Sleep with the carp and kelp |
| [03:28.91] |
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