RIP the captain...
twat - kippernapper (c) 1992
lock up your daughters, lock up your sons,
or you'll despair when the captain comes,
ignore the grin,
forget the beard,
it only hides his double chin,
the dread ship sails only by night,
it muffles the squeals of the stolen kids fright,
once they're aboard they're under a spell,
the smug jolly bastard he'll go straight to hell,
alert all forces, get ready to attack,
he probably hides under an old plaggy mac,
fishy fingers! fuck off!
yeah that captain birds eye