Piratefest & Norway2010 - "Hey ho" by MET.

[Flash Harry]

James, you're foul.

[Oldrottenhead]

it was on your hands, you got excited about ted waving his johnson at the sky as i recall

[Flash Harry]

lmao!

You're still foul.

[cuthbert]

Not to mention the poor sheep... 

[Oldrottenhead]

we could resist you cuthbert our own little lamb

[OsCKilO]

Who Moderates The Moderators?!?!?!

Lol!


Anyway....


Here is the moment we all "met" for for the first time (Well...  As Met...)

[Gritter]

Hey great shot!

I was just listening to this again and caught the Grits and Berries line...nice...

...We could be kinda like Hall and Oats - Band or breakfast cereal!

[Oldrottenhead]

i really need to write the lyrics down because im sure lots of member references (ooh err missus maybe i should reframe that sentence) may be missed. but i will try and list them in order  members for now lyrics to follow see if you can find them, apologies for anyone we missed

henwrench
danielle desette
64 guitars
bluesberry
gritter
vancaad
tonyw
launched
ted johnson
double x
museum of odditties
pigfarmer
hooper
satchwood
muliigan (damian and prive
lost highway
cuthbert (lamb)
migs

hopefully all mentions here geographically accurate
migs

[Oldrottenhead]

We fled the shores of Britain
had a ruccous in a bar
stole the gold tooth
from a coachman
name of henwrench
of penzance
he sang like a little birdie
when we fucked him
in the arse
so hoist the sails me laddy ohs
and lets fuck off tae france


(chorus)
hey ho away we go
across the seven sees
so come along me laddy ohs
and sail away with me
repeat

we hit land at la rochele
tae get some rum n wine
met up with daniel desette
and some ladies of the night
we fucked for king and country
and drank his absynth dry
absynth make the heart grow fonder
to Ontario I cry!

chorus

we cast anchor at Newfoundland
like the Vikings did before
pissed razor blades through swollen glans
wrote our names out in the snow
we set up camp and partied
playing sixty four guitars
blueberrys and grits for supper
and we sang for van der man

chorus

then off to thee americees
to fish for carp and trout
when tony saw the giants land
he launched his semen out
we had wet dreams beneath the stars
the cabin lad had died
so ted got out his Johnson
and waved it at the sky

chorus

we where double crossed by the M.O.O.
pigfarmer and the hoop
we nursed our wounds at satchwoods
then south we had to shoot
we had mulligan stew for breakfast
with damian and prive
at the end of the lost highway
we headed back to sea

chorus

for another six long months
we battles scurvy and the waves
so heave ho boys
and land ahoy
we're bound for botany bay
the sheep were tight and willing
but the locals didnae like
our appetite for lamb
n we got locked up for the night

chorus

young migs our brief
he bailed us out
his snake tongue set us free
by lying bout our provenance
and time spent out at sea
hey ho away we go
across the seven seas
so come along me laddy ohs
and sail away with me

chorus twice

[Gritter]

Jim, those lyrics are crude, nasty, adolescent and incredible good!

aaaarrrrrrrgh!