National Talk Like a Pirate Day

Well, I'm not so well acquainted
 With the topography of your mind
 I need a detailed description
 A representation of some kind
 And I lost my balance
 And I toppled into a shallow pool
 Marched in a torchlight parade
 Hair styled into a Tony Curtis
 The blackbird sang the sun to bed
 And the blackbird sang the sun to bed
 And the blackbird sang the sun to bed
 The bonds of heaven are slipped, dissolved, and loosed
 Like schoolboys
 They had swarmed around a single able-seaman
 He slinks like a cat in the night
 His belly dragging to the ground
 Leaving the anchorage in haste
 He detached the carriage from a moving train
 The cool silky stuff of his shirt
 Slipping over her skin
 And the blackbird sang the sun to bed
 And the blackbird sang the sun to bed
 And the blackbird sang the sun to bed
 The bonds of heaven are slipped, dissolved, and loosed
 Slipped, dissolved, and loosed
 Slipped, dissolved, and loosed
 The blackbird sang the sun to bed
 And the blackbird sang the sun to bed
 And the blackbird sang the sun to bed
 The bonds of heaven are slipped, dissolved, and loosed (ooh)
 Slipped, dissolved, and loosed (ooh)
 Slipped, dissolved, and loosed (ooh)