a pirate i was meant to be

monkey islan 3'te tayfanızı toplayıp denize açıldığınızda tayfanızın coşmasıyla söylenen şarkıdır.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AawQvD8L_h4

haggis: we're a band of vicious pirates!
edward: a sailin´ out to sea.
bill: when you hear our gentle singing...
haggis: you'll be sure to turn and flee!

guybrush: oh, this is just ridiculous.

guybrush: come on, men! we've got to recover that map!
bill: that pirate will be done for, when he falls into our trap!
bill: we're a club of tuneful rovers!
haggis: we can sing in every clef!
edward: we can even hit the high notes!
haggis: it's just too bad we're tone deaf!

all: a pirate i was meant to be!
all: trim the sails and roam the sea!

guybrush: let's go defeat that evil pirate!
edward: we know he's sure to lose, ´cause we know just where to fire at!

edward: we're thieving balladeers.
haggis: a gang of cutthroat mugs.
bill: to fight us off ye don't need guns!
edward: just really good ear plugs!

all: a pirate i was meant to be!
all: trim the sails and roam the sea!

guybrush: all right, crew, let's get to work!
haggis: our vocation is a thing we love, a thing we'd never shirk.

haggis: we'll fight you in the harbor.
bill: we'll battle you on land.
edward: but when you meet singing pirates...
guybrush: they'll be more than you can stand.

bill: ooooh! that was a good one!
guybrush: no, it wasn't.

guybrush: no time for song! we've got to move!
bill: the battle will be long, but our courage we will prove!

bill: we're a pack a´ scurvy sea dogs.
haggis: have we pity? not a dram!
edward: we all eat roasted garlic...
haggis: ...then sing from the diaphragm!

all: a pirate i was meant to be!
all: trim the sails and roam the sea!

guybrush: less singing, more sailing.
edward: when we defeat our wicked foe, his ship he will be bailing!

bill: if ye try ta fight us...
haggis: ...you will get a nasty whackin´!
edward: if ya disrespect our singing´...
bill: ...we will feed ya to a kraken!

all: a pirate i was meant to be!
all: trim the sails and roam the sea!

guybrush: i´m getting so sick of you guys and your rhyming.
haggis: we´re ready to set sail, through the cannons need a priming.

edward: we're troublesome corsairs!
bill: and we've come to steal your treasures!
haggis: we would shoot you on the downbeat...
edward: ...but we have to rest five measures.

all: a pirate i was meant to be!
all: trim the sails and roam the sea!

guybrush: stop! stop! stop!
bill: the brass is what we'll polish and the deck is what we'll mop.

guybrush: you say you're nasty pirates...
guybrush: ...scheming, thieving, bad bushwhackers?
guybrush: from what i've seen i tell you...
guybrush: ...you're not pirates! you're just slackers!

all: a pirate i was meant to be!
all: trim the sails and roam the sea!

guybrush: we'll surely avoid scurvy if we all eat an orange.
haggis: and...!
haggis: ...um...
bill: well...
edward: ...err...
bill: door hinge?
edward: no, no...
bill: guess the song's over, then.
haggis: guess so.
edward: okay, back to work.
guybrush: well gee. i feel a little guilty, now.