Raise the Black Flag

Fox Grey (chill, EDM, jazz, swing music)

electro swing, glitch-hop, sea shanty, swing, cinematic adventure

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[Intro – vinyl crackle, accordion, gulls]
Well, would you look at that...

Nassau, 1717.

And I thought Chicago was lively.

[Verse 1 – swing beat, accordion, fiddle]
I stepped ashore with my old pocket watch

And nearly got robbed before I reached the docks

Rum in the air and trouble everywhere

And every fine gentleman had pistols to spare

I tipped my hat and ordered some ale

Then heard a fellow shouting tales

They said old Blackbeard ruled the sea

So naturally, I had to see

[Pre-Chorus – brass, pirate choir]
Oh, time keeps turning

And so do I

From age to age

Beneath the sky

[Chorus – electro swing, sea shanty choir]
YO-HO!

RAISE THE BLACK FLAG HIGH!

I'M SAILING THROUGH THE AGES

AND I'M FEELING ALIVE!

YO-HO!

WITH A BOTTLE OF RUM!

IF HISTORY'S THROWING A PARTY

YOU KNOW I'M GONNA COME!

[Verse 2 – glitch-hop beat, fiddle, tin whistle]
Now Benjamin Hornigold was buying drinks

And Anne Bonny laughed at all the men who'd blink

Charles Vane started yet another fight

While Jack Rackham tried to act polite

And there I stood with my suit and tie

Looking mighty strange to the pirate eye

One asked me:

"Friend, where are you from?"

I said:

"You wouldn't believe me, son."

[Pre-Chorus – brass, accordion]
Oh, time keeps turning

And so do I

One century ends

Another says hi

[Chorus – bigger pirate choir]
YO-HO!

RAISE THE BLACK FLAG HIGH!

I'M SAILING THROUGH THE AGES

AND I'M FEELING ALIVE!

YO-HO!

WITH A BOTTLE OF RUM!

IF HISTORY'S THROWING A PARTY

YOU KNOW I'M GONNA COME!

[Verse 3 – walking bass, tavern atmosphere]
Then I met Edward Teach himself

With that famous beard and fearsome wealth

Smoke and candles in his hair

Enough to make the bravest stare

He looked at me and raised a brow

Said:

"You're dressed oddly, stranger, how?"

I smiled and said:

"Sir, where I come from

People fear taxes more than guns."

And even Blackbeard laughed.

[Bridge – slow sea shanty, accordion, choir]
From Nassau's port

To endless seas

I've chased history

Upon the breeze

And though the years may come and go

There's one thing I know

Adventure never grows old

[Breakdown – glitch-hop, pirate chants]
HOIST THE SAILS!

PASS THE RUM!

WHO KNOWS WHERE I'M GOING FROM?

ANCIENT ROME?

OR PARIS LIGHTS?

MAYBE SAMURAI TOMORROW NIGHT!

[Final Chorus – full brass section, sea shanty choir, fiddles]
YO-HO!

RAISE THE BLACK FLAG HIGH!

I'M SAILING THROUGH THE AGES

AND I'M FEELING ALIVE!

YO-HO!

WITH A BOTTLE OF RUM!

IF HISTORY'S THROWING A PARTY

YOU KNOW I'M GONNA COME!

YO-HO!

HERE'S TO HISTORY!

HERE'S TO LEGENDS!

HERE'S TO THE SEA!

[Outro – accordion, vinyl crackle]
Traveler's log...

Nassau, 1717.

Met Blackbeard.

Excellent fellow.

Terrible table manners.

Wonder where I'm headed next...

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[Intro – vinyl crackle, accordion, gulls] Well, would you look at that... Nassau, 1717. And I thought Chicago was lively. [Verse 1 – swing beat, accordion, fiddle] I stepped ashore with my old pocket watch And nearly got robbed before I reached the docks Rum in the air and trouble everywhere And every fine gentleman had pistols to spare I tipped my hat and ordered some ale Then heard a fellow shouting tales They said old Blackbeard ruled the sea So naturally, I had to see [Pre-Chorus – brass, pirate choir] Oh, time keeps turning And so do I From age to age Beneath the sky [Chorus – electro swing, sea shanty choir] YO-HO! RAISE THE BLACK FLAG HIGH! I'M SAILING THROUGH THE AGES AND I'M FEELING ALIVE! YO-HO! WITH A BOTTLE OF RUM! IF HISTORY'S THROWING A PARTY YOU KNOW I'M GONNA COME! [Verse 2 – glitch-hop beat, fiddle, tin whistle] Now Benjamin Hornigold was buying drinks And Anne Bonny laughed at all the men who'd blink Charles Vane started yet another fight While Jack Rackham tried to act polite And there I stood with my suit and tie Looking mighty strange to the pirate eye One asked me: "Friend, where are you from?" I said: "You wouldn't believe me, son." [Pre-Chorus – brass, accordion] Oh, time keeps turning And so do I One century ends Another says hi [Chorus – bigger pirate choir] YO-HO! RAISE THE BLACK FLAG HIGH! I'M SAILING THROUGH THE AGES AND I'M FEELING ALIVE! YO-HO! WITH A BOTTLE OF RUM! IF HISTORY'S THROWING A PARTY YOU KNOW I'M GONNA COME! [Verse 3 – walking bass, tavern atmosphere] Then I met Edward Teach himself With that famous beard and fearsome wealth Smoke and candles in his hair Enough to make the bravest stare He looked at me and raised a brow Said: "You're dressed oddly, stranger, how?" I smiled and said: "Sir, where I come from People fear taxes more than guns." And even Blackbeard laughed. [Bridge – slow sea shanty, accordion, choir] From Nassau's port To endless seas I've chased history Upon the breeze And though the years may come and go There's one thing I know Adventure never grows old [Breakdown – glitch-hop, pirate chants] HOIST THE SAILS! PASS THE RUM! WHO KNOWS WHERE I'M GOING FROM? ANCIENT ROME? OR PARIS LIGHTS? MAYBE SAMURAI TOMORROW NIGHT! [Final Chorus – full brass section, sea shanty choir, fiddles] YO-HO! RAISE THE BLACK FLAG HIGH! I'M SAILING THROUGH THE AGES AND I'M FEELING ALIVE! YO-HO! WITH A BOTTLE OF RUM! IF HISTORY'S THROWING A PARTY YOU KNOW I'M GONNA COME! YO-HO! HERE'S TO HISTORY! HERE'S TO LEGENDS! HERE'S TO LEGENDS! HERE'S TO THE SEA! [Outro – accordion, vinyl crackle] Traveler's log... Nassau, 1717. Met Blackbeard. Excellent fellow. Terrible table manners. Wonder where I'm headed next...

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