[Intro — Shouted, Dockside Echo] Ay! You smell that? That ain’t low tide. That’s Team Aqua. Washed-up pirates with a god complex and wet socks. R’s up, you soggy bastards. --- [Verse 1 — Rolling Shanty Cadence] Well, I sailed from the smog where the dead streets choke, Where the air burn black and the poor stay broke. Now I hear y’all fools wanna flood the whole globe, With your leaky-ass boats and your half-drowned code. Archie bark loud like a sea-mad hound, Chest puffed out, but his ship run aground. Talk “rule the waves” with a drunkard’s crown, I breathe one verse and the tide turn brown. You sing to the sea like it owe you love, But it swallow your prayers and drag you under mud. I rot the sails, put plague in the gust, Leave Team Aqua sunk under barnacles and rust. Your plan got holes like your whole damn fleet, You want more ocean? For what? So nobody can eat? No land, no homes, no crops, no tracks, King Koff turn the blue to black. --- [Chorus — Call & Response / Stomp Clap] YO-HO — SINK ’EM DOWN! (Sink ’em down!) YO-HO — WATCH ’EM DROWN! (Watch ’em drown!) PRAY TO THE SEA — IT WON’T SAVE YOUR ASS, KING KOFF BREATH TURN THE BLUE TO BLACK! --- [Verse 2 — Mean, Mocking] Shelly got teeth and a cold little grin, But she cough saltwater when the smog roll in. Three belts tight, still no spine within, One toxic gust make the whole act thin. Matt big-bodied, talk heavy and proud, Built like a whale with his head in the clouds. I rock the deck, he stumble around, Overboard quick, not a splash too loud. You call that a crew? I call that a joke. Half y’all drunk, half y’all broke. Chasing Kyogre like a sea-sick cult, While Rocket chase profit, pressure, results. You wanted the flood, but forgot the math. Too much water, every dream turns trash. No markets, no roads, no vaults to crack, Just wet little grunts with panic attacks. --- [Chorus — Louder, Dirtier] YO-HO — SINK ’EM DOWN! (Sink ’em down!) YO-HO — WATCH ’EM DROWN! (Watch ’em drown!) CALL ON THE TIDE — IT WON’T ANSWER BACK, KING KOFF BREATH TURN THE BLUE TO BLACK! --- [Bridge — Slower, Menacing Chant] You sing to the waves. I poison the gale. Your compass spin wild. Your prayers all fail. You wanted the ocean. You wanted the scale. Now you food for Sharpedo and a half-true tale. No map. No mast. No captain. No crown. Just Aqua grunts going down, down, down. --- [Verse 3 — Final Kill Verse] You tried waking Kyogre, damn near got wiped. Flooded your base, ran screaming in fright. God of the sea don’t respect your type. Rocket would’ve caught it and trained it right. Your flags torn down, your charts all wrong, Your shanties stop when the poison come strong. I don’t need cannons. I don’t need song. One deep breath and the tide move wrong. Archie had vision? Nah, Archie had thirst. Tried to drown the world and got baptized first. Team Aqua ain’t pirates. Y’all cargo with mouths. King Koff hit the harbor and the whole crew bow. --- [Final Chorus — Full Crew Shout] YO-HO — SINK ’EM DOWN! (Sink ’em down!) YO-HO — WATCH ’EM DROWN! (Watch ’em drown!) NO GODS AT SEA, NO SAVING GRACE, KING KOFF RULE WIND, SMOG, AND FATE! --- [Outro — Drunken Laughter, Waves Dying] Throw their flags to the sharks. Scrape their names from the hull. Team Aqua ain’t pirates. They ballast with matching shirts. The sea didn’t claim ’em. I just helped it decide. R’s up. Anchors gone. Blue to black.
