by The Gay Patron
Hey!
We protect and we roam
Hey!
A world of our own
Hey!
Ghost Sailors, they say?
Hey!
Men born to slay
by The Gay Patron
You convinced me it could be
As easy as 1 2 3
Didn’t look great, but who could see
With wool over my eyes, shame on me
He tightly held my hand up high
Said my voice sounded just like sighs
So we stood against a blood red wave
Against the hate that said, “I’m saved.”
Lyrics are now available!
This tale I come forward to tell / Of faring through heaven and hell / Of the plunder and wrecks / And the fights on the decks / The waves o
After every rain part clouds / And, in our world, losing sounds / Mean seeing the family’s faces / Just remind of those spaces / That called
I feel strongly that there should be more fun LGBT music in the world, so I commission it! I'm a huge fan of the hurdy-gurdy, and the kind o
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