Here's a toast to you and yours,
From the likes of me and mine,
Listen to my tale of woe if you please.
When we meet amongst the battle,
I will not be quite so kind,
There's no heroes on the high seas.
Once I was a maiden girl,
Every day was fair and fun,
Singing songs and skipping through the dogwood trees.
But I cut off all me hair,
This daughter became a son,
There's no heroes on the high seas.
With no money to me name,
Joined the army fought the war,
Till I met a handsome fellow and did seize.
We were married in the spring,
By the fall he was a corpse,
There's no heroes on the high seas.
Once again I donned me breeches,
On a merchant ship I sailed,
And we followed long the warm and tropic breeze.
But the pirates came and raided us,
Be press-ganged or impaled,
There's no heroes on the high seas.
That was 13 year ago,
Now this pirate fleet is mine,
The pirate queen they call me, on your knees!
If you're gonna earn your way,
Swab the deck you scurvy swine!
There's no heroes on the high seas.
The four songs on this brief EP put a heavy emphasis on big, bright vocal melodies and punk rock nerviness—perfect for the warming weather. Bandcamp New & Notable May 7, 2023