Captain Hook, he's a sensitive soul
Who just thrives on committing foul crimes
And I'm sure we could gently cajole him
With fond reminiscence of happier times
Look back through a rose-tinted eye-patch
Think back to our murderous larks
One swipe of your cutlass
Your foes all fell gutless
And then became food for the sharks
Look back through a rose-tinted eye-patch
No pirate could equal your fame
Those wimps from penzance
Would be filling their pants
Every time someone uttered your name
Look back through a rose-tinted eye-patch
'Twas truly a glorious past
The beautiful briny
Your hook nice and shiny
The corpses we hung from the mast
Look back through a rose-tinted eye-patch
Forget this young boy who can fly
We're sure you would sooner
Go sink a nice schooner
But for pirates, it's a mistake
If your swash hasn't buckled for years
And as pirates, we need a break
'Cos we're down on our luck as lame-duck buccaneers
Think back to our murderous larks
Our murderous larks
Our murderous larks
Look back through a rose-tinted eye-patch
Nostalgia is good for the soul
Those kids are a canker
It's time we laid anchor
And played our traditional role
Just two drops of this brings a hideous death
Let's watch as those children
All draw their last breath
Look back through a rose-tinted eye-patch
We used to be hideous crooks
As pirates our duty
Is nicking the booty
It says so in all the best books
Look back through a rose-tinted eye-patch
Remeber those halcoyn days
It may be immoral
But who's gonna quarrel
For good honesty piracy pays...
For good honesty piracy pays