Post by baz93 on Mar 5, 2017 11:09:50 GMT
I was disappointed to find out that there were no lyrics to one of my favorite Homestuck songs on the internet. So I tried to write it myself. But since I am not a native speaker I couldn't parse several moments and the text lacks sense in some places. So I will appreciate if you guys will fix it.
Here it is.
They call me Skipper Plumbthroat
'Tis a name ye'd best remember, yarr
I'm captain of me own boat
The Grundy Catchyegrabber, ho-ho
I travelled the seven seas
In search of valuable ink
It sparkles like a blessing
Of unicorns made from zinc
I'll (?) Me boat collect the final prize
They need the stuff to stay abroad (?) Of me eyes, hahaharrr, let's go
Ye I think that I am sick
Come to (?) Squiddles
They swim around and squeak
And afford squiddle giggles
My fishing nets will grab
A tentacle or two
And maybe afterwards
I'll have some squiddles too
Throw all, all me boat and throw out all me nets
All the sweets will no one hid (?) Till the paying off me debts
Yes, if I ... If I ever can pay off me debts, I meen that ... I still have not paid for (?) ... I meen ... Never mind, never mind! Well ...
Sometimes I have to ask meself
Skipper, where's your life land ya?
You dropped right out of (?) School
To the route of beggars. I need a tangle, buddy
My poor buissiness blown,
I was penniless once more
So land for sea I swapped
And left my native shore
Struggling this day afloat
But it's all right, I guess
The yester's (?)
(?) Selling fish and aggress
Aggress, I love aggress. Yarr, harr ... Aharr, yar-harr!
I'm done for that for sure
None a (?), Yes he would
I've no time to be demure
Cause i'm as scary as a storm cloud or scarier
Yarr-harr, (?)
I love me job
I love me life
Catching squiddles of the sea
Yarr, har-harr. I'll get those little squiddles yet. If I can ... If I can just get enough money and maybe overcome my crippling depression, but ... But I have friends, I have a crew, they ... They like me and, but ... well .. . I mean ...
Here it is.
They call me Skipper Plumbthroat
'Tis a name ye'd best remember, yarr
I'm captain of me own boat
The Grundy Catchyegrabber, ho-ho
I travelled the seven seas
In search of valuable ink
It sparkles like a blessing
Of unicorns made from zinc
I'll (?) Me boat collect the final prize
They need the stuff to stay abroad (?) Of me eyes, hahaharrr, let's go
Ye I think that I am sick
Come to (?) Squiddles
They swim around and squeak
And afford squiddle giggles
My fishing nets will grab
A tentacle or two
And maybe afterwards
I'll have some squiddles too
Throw all, all me boat and throw out all me nets
All the sweets will no one hid (?) Till the paying off me debts
Yes, if I ... If I ever can pay off me debts, I meen that ... I still have not paid for (?) ... I meen ... Never mind, never mind! Well ...
Sometimes I have to ask meself
Skipper, where's your life land ya?
You dropped right out of (?) School
To the route of beggars. I need a tangle, buddy
My poor buissiness blown,
I was penniless once more
So land for sea I swapped
And left my native shore
Struggling this day afloat
But it's all right, I guess
The yester's (?)
(?) Selling fish and aggress
Aggress, I love aggress. Yarr, harr ... Aharr, yar-harr!
I'm done for that for sure
None a (?), Yes he would
I've no time to be demure
Cause i'm as scary as a storm cloud or scarier
Yarr-harr, (?)
I love me job
I love me life
Catching squiddles of the sea
Yarr, har-harr. I'll get those little squiddles yet. If I can ... If I can just get enough money and maybe overcome my crippling depression, but ... But I have friends, I have a crew, they ... They like me and, but ... well .. . I mean ...