Everyone take back the rad world.
Join Jaguar Pirate!
Galleons made with whale tusk, sea wolf hooves, fight 
for the birdskull palace.
The beat wraps around your feet all over the street 
crude sketches of trees.
Everyone take back the rad world.
Join Jaguar Pirates!
Galleons sail a sea of vertigos, fight for the 
birdskull palace. 
The beat booms bright on the beach the tides endless 
repeat singing songs to me.
"Are you broke?"
"Yes, I am broke!"
"Are you hungry?"
"Yes, I'm hungry!"
""Are you sleeping in a ditch filled with cellulite and 
concrete? Are you Rich?"
"Yes, I'm Rich!"
"Are you lonely?"
"Yes I'm lonely"
"Do you need another drink to get you through the work 
week? Are you sick?"
"Yes I'm sick!"
"Are you dirty?"
"Yes, I'm dirty!"
"Did they sell your generation to a credit card 
company? Are you Lost? Are you desperate? Do you see 
the tattered sails of the wild jaguar pirates?"
Everyone steal all you can hold.
Join the Jaguar Pirates!
Galleons forge a sea of mermaid bones. Sing for the 
birdskull palace. The beat grows like a disease and 
under the sea there is another sea.
Oh Children! Take back the rad world.
Join the Jaguar Pirates!
I dreamt we made a record in the Congo. I dreamt of 
Hitler reborn as a quiet crow. I dreamt of futures so 
exhilarating!
When I awoke the world began to sing "pray for death or 
money to free us from this life"