The Brothers Creeggan - Gramusa's Diary lyrics

Gramusa's diary Spread out on the sea Sworn to a pirate church His shoulder, a parrot perch Joe, his parrot of old Had an eye for gold No dreamin' on a telephone wires Fed 'im conquered empires Seven years ago Broken bones One dawn in a sleepy bed Came Pirate Bill McCrane His treasure coloured golder No parrot on his shoulder Seven years ago Gramusa last joked No more company to terrorise the sea Brokenhearted, he climbed to dive No longer felt alive That the legion water tower Was to be his grave flower But below the mud Absorbed the thud Mama's medicine sack Fixed his broken back Now at sea he makes his tips On snorkeling to the strips No more 'musa the pirate grouch Seven years without a slouch