Arr, when I was a young lad, my father said to me "Arr, lend an ear and learn some pirate history Once a fearsome pirate ruled the seven seas He was your great-great-great-grand-pappy, Quint Skurvy" He told me tall tales of his ill-begotten gains But the greatest treasure of them all Still haunts me to this day I'll make you swab the deck And then I'll throw you in the brig I swear I'll make you walk the plank To right the wrong you did The day you mess with Skurvy, arr You'll wish you were never born When the coconut is mine Then you'll feel this pirate's scorn He hid it in an idol where it stayed for many years But the eye of Inka Dinka Doo did shed the crystal tear It laid upon the ground until, much to my surprise A stupid ape just wandered by and…