There's nothing more that a pirate loves best Than coming across a magnificent chest But digging a hole's just the start of the task The real quest is getting inside of the cask Unsheathing your weapon to open the locks And finding the treasure inside of the box In right stormy waters, through night and through day 'Til the poop deck is covered with salty white spray Woah-oh You don't want to end up shipwrecked Woah-oh I'm questing upon the poop deck Woah-oh You'd be better off watching Star Trek Woah-oh I'm questing upon the poop deck Sailing the red sea's a dangerous duty But there's more than one way to plunder a booty Plunging your sword through a gaping axe wound You'd be better to wait until the new moon If you are brave you can sail round the back By rowing your ship through a forbidden crack By dropping your anchor in murkier waters You can be sure you'll have no sons or daughters Woah-oh You don't want to end up shipwrecked Woah-oh You're questing upon the poop deck Woah-oh This song is a pain in the neck Woah-oh You're questing upon the poop deck Woah-oh I don't want to end up shipwrecked Woah-oh I'm questing upon the poop deck Woah-oh This song's not about anal sex Woah-oh Woah-oh Woah I'm questing upon the poop deck