Jonathan Young - Glory or Gold

Crawling across the sky, all of my crew and I are wanted for the highest form of treason
For questioning authority, demanding we sweat and bleed and slave our lives away, then call it freedom
So hoist up the Jolly Roger, we're taking a ride, Take back the life that they denied
For glory or gold we sail across the galaxy, Our sovereign starship flying free
Forever, our treasure taken from plutocracy We've all got mouths to fucking feed,
So it's a pirate's life for me
So you've got to make a choice, if you will raise your voice for all of those who suffer now in silence
Cause the crown would never hesitate to laugh while we suffocate, then ask us why we must reply with violence
So hoist up the Jolly Roger, we're taking a ride, Take back the life that they denied
For glory or gold we sail across the galaxy, Our sovereign starship flying free
Forever, our treasure taken from plutocracy We've all got mouths to fucking feed,
So it's a pirate's life for me