[verse] Two decades past his Turdy year, The Captain’s fitty now! He’s pickin’ fast and shreddin’ strings, So take a fucking bow! [chorus] Guys like us used to be fit Now we're just fitty. Once upon a time we felt turdy But some days we feel shitty. [breakdown] [verse] He looks just like a squishy turd, A soft and soggy heap, But fifty years have dried him up, And forged a structure deep! Though age has made him stiffen up, Don't judge him by the crust— He’s more supportive than he looks, A captain you can trust! [banjo solo] [chorus] Guys like us used to be fit Now we're just fitty. Once upon a time we felt turdy But some days we feel shitty. [verse] So raise a toast in Discord AP, Let all the banjos roar! It’s twenty years past Turdy now, And Fitty Banjos more!
