Sea Jig of the War Tides

Oh, the seas are wild, the battle's fierce

Captain drunken man, sailing the pierce

Flags are flying, cannons roar

War stories told from shore to shore

Keeper of the keg, in the military's maze

Losing grip on the leader's gaze

Dementia’s dance, with a Dracula’s guise

Guiding the ship with unsteady eyes

Sea jig spinning, chaos springing

War drums pounding, the nation’s ringing

Drunk and wild, in the storm, we’re singing

The ratings war, endlessly swinging

We're winning the ratings war! Oh, we're proud and loud

Fighting in the fire, beneath the blood red cloud

Operation Rum Runner, sailing through the storm

In a drunken sea jig, where chaos is born

Fisherman ships explode in flame

Tales of valor and of blame

Leaders lost in their own game

History's ink, forever the same

Raise your glass, let the chaos fade

In the drunken sea jig we’re made

To sail the storm, through fire and rain

Keep the keg, in the war’s strange domain