What I Did in Havana - The Parrot that Blackmails me

Описание: A cheeky, character-driven pirate folk song about a captain haunted by the feathered menace on his shoulder. This parrot knows everything, from Havana nights to failed treasure hunts to highly embarrassing incidents best left unspoken.
Now he wants better rum, shinier trinkets, and first pick of the loot, or he’ll squawk the captain’s darkest secrets to the entire crew.

If you love sea shanties, pirate comedy, fantasy folk, or anything full of mischief and ocean air, this song is your new crewmate. Raise your glass, protect your secrets, and beware the parrot who talks too much.

LYRICS

He perched upon my shoulder proud,
a devil dressed in green,
he learned my sins by listening close,
much more than he should’ve seen,
he knows what I did in Havana,
and won’t keep quiet cheap,
one squawk and half the crew would know
the secrets I can’t keep.

Chorus
Oh the parrot that blackmails me,
with every wicked tale,
he threatens me for brighter coins,
or rum that’s dark and stale,
I beg, I bribe, I bargain,
but he only laughs with glee,
for the bird runs half my bloody life,
the parrot that blackmails me.

He squawked about the governor’s wife,
that night in Port Royal,
and how I fled without my pants,
to dodge her husband’s coil,
he whispered all my drunken crimes
for polished bits of brass,
and every time I try to scold,
he mocks me when I pass.

Chorus
Oh the parrot that blackmails me,
with every wicked tale,
he threatens me for brighter coins,
or rum that’s dark and stale,
I beg, I bribe, I bargain,
but he only laughs with glee,
for the bird runs half my bloody life,
the parrot that blackmails me.

He knows the treasure that I lost,
and blamed upon the sea,
he saw me drop it overboard
while trying hard to pee,
he guards my lies like priceless pearls,
but charges quite the fee,
a tyrant with a feathered crown,
commanding over me.

If he ever learns to write,
the whole damned world is through,
for every shame I’ve ever earned
he’d publish page by page in blue.

Final Chorus
Oh the parrot that blackmails me,
my feathery enemy,
I swear someday I’ll change my ways,
but he just laughs at me,
so pour another bribe tonight,
and let the scoundrel be,
for the bird that owns my wretched soul
is the parrot that blackmails me.

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