King Of Malapascua

Well, I knew a family man Yea a fisherman named Gilly A saint he was and every single morning The sun chased little Gilly on that boat barely bigger than him Ya know he don't catch a fish this a.m. the family don't eat again But you know he rarely misses his game Well, one day a big trolling ship Ya know one of them big old illegal trolling ships Come through and take all them fish away Hey! Gilly got done fed up you know get all his fisherman brothers all riled up Said let's board that ship oh and stop this thievery So Gilly and his fisherman navy They round up that fish stealing steel train of gravy They call up the police, the coast guard, the whole bit And just when you think them trolling pirates are gunna pay The police go and take Gilly away Well I guess no good deed goes unpunished hmmm? You see the man that owned that big old illegal trolling ship Well he also owned the Mayor, the Governor and the President Ain't no way no how it's being stopped by little old Gilly and his poor fisherman navy So on his way to the prison The policeman turned to Gilly to teach him a lesson He said Boy don't you know how the old world works? Yer' Freedom is Terrorism And Terrorism? That's my freedom Well, life eats life brother Makes me sad till I'm hungry again Well, Damn, I'm starving!