A Rollicking Ban of Pirates We Lyrics

Pirates.
A rollicking band of pirates we,
Who, tired of tossing on the sea,
Are trying their hand at a burglaree,
With weapons grim and gory.

Sergeant.
Hush, hush! I hear them on the manor poaching,
With stealthy step the pirates are approaching.

Chorus of Pirates, resumed nearer.

Pirates.
We are not coming for plate or gold -
A story General Stanley's told -
We seek a penalty fifty-fold,
For General Stanley's story.

Police.
They seek a penalty

Pirates.
Fifty-fold!
We seek a penalty

Police.
Fifty-fold!

Pirates & Police.
They/We seek a penalty fifty-fold,
For General Stanley's story.

Sergeant.
They come in force, with stealthy stride,
Our obvious course is now - to hide.

Police.
Tarantara, tarantara!
Tarantara, tarantara!

A Rollicking Ban of Pirates We Lyrics From The Musical Pirates of Penzance, The


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