B O N E S (Undead Pirates Party)

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B.O.N.E.S. is a pirate party song, with elements of Disco and Rap, for the Undead Pirates Party. Something different - but funny.
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Everything started with my Roleplaying Character "Peacock the bard" and telling his story in some songs. To share them with my dungeonmaster and the other players - I started a youtubechannel. Perhaps some other roleplayer would like the songs, or some Dungeonmasters could use them for their campaigns...
Then my character got "the Devil`s Fiddler" - (there ara songs about how that happened), and some songs got real popular on youtube (from my point of view.. more than 100 people listend to one song).
The next step was the Idea of my Dungeonmaster that Mephistopheles would like to make a Motto Party about undead Pirates.. and the channel "explodet"..
(It was great fun - 97 Followers - and I waited for the magical ONE HUNDRED - then: two followers left.. WHYYY? Big drama.. )
It was (and is) great fun, to experiment with youtube, and find out, how to feed the almighty algorithm. So I decided to go another step further, and send (some of) my songs to a distributor.. and feel like a rockstar ;)
So I hope you enjoy the music here just like me ,
and I also would enjoy some feedback - If you like
about what you like , what you dislike, or what you like to tell me.
Thanks for listening
Peacock the Bard
Lyrics:
Yo ho, yo ho, we’re the undead crew,
Pirates of the night, with a bone-chilling view,
We rise from the depths, with laughter and sass,
We’re coming for you, so watch your ass!
B. O. N. E. S.
To darkness we confess,
B. O. N. E. S.
We’re living to harass.
B. O. N. E. S.
Our bones may be a mess,
B. O. N. E. S.
We’re coming for your ass.
B is for Badass, our captain’s the one,
With a heart so cold, he’s second to none,
He leads us through night, with a grin so wide,
In the shadow of death, we take pride.
B. O. N. E. S.
To darkness we confess,
B. O. N. E. S.
We’re living to harass.
B. O. N. E. S.
Our bones may be a mess,
B. O. N. E. S.
We’re coming for your ass.
O is for Ordeal, the terror we bring,
From dusk till dawn, hear the chaos sing,
With chains and swords, we plunder and fight,
In the cold, dark sea, we own the night.
B. O. N. E. S.
To darkness we confess,
B. O. N. E. S.
We’re living to harass.
B. O. N. E. S.
Our bones may be a mess,
B. O. N. E. S.
We’re coming for your ass.
N is for Nightmare, the fear we ignite,
Haunting your dreams in the dead of night,
With skeletal grins and eyes that gleam,
We’re the stuff of your darkest dream.
B. O. N. E. S.
To darkness we confess,
B. O. N. E. S.
We’re living to harass.
B. O. N. E. S.
Our bones may be a mess,
B. O. N. E. S.
We’re coming for your ass.
E is for Evil, our hearts beat black,
We’re the reapers of night, on the attack,
With spirits so cold, and hands so dead,
We paint the seas in crimson red.
B. O. N. E. S.
To darkness we confess,
B. O. N. E. S.
We’re living to harass.
B. O. N. E. S.
Our bones may be a mess,
B. O. N. E. S.
We’re coming for your ass.
S is for Sin, in shadows we play,
With wicked grins, we lead you astray,
From port to port, we spread our dread,
Join our dark dance with the undead.
B. O. N. E. S.
To darkness we confess,
B. O. N. E. S.
We’re living to harass.
B. O. N. E. S.
Our bones may be a mess,
B. O. N. E. S.
We’re coming for your ass.
Yo ho, yo ho, the night is ours to rule,
With the B.O.N.E.S., we’re the undead cool,
So raise your glass, and join our cheer,
For the B.O.N.E.S. crew, the party’s here!
B. O. N. E. S.
To darkness we confess,
B. O. N. E. S.
We’re living to harass.
B. O. N. E. S.
Our bones may be a mess,
B. O. N. E. S.
We’re coming for your ass.
B. O. N. E. S.
To darkness we confess,
B. O. N. E. S.
We’re living to harass.
B. O. N. E. S.
Our bones may be a mess,
B. O. N. E. S.
We’re coming for your ass.