Aesop Rock - The Harbor Is Yours Lyrics




[Hook - Rob Sonic:]
Dead men tell no tales (Uh-huh)
Up push the daisies till the soil is stale
In a powder blue tux for the farmer's sale (Here we go)
Mr. Big sleep with the carp and kelp

[Aesop Rock:]
Once upon a time in the days of yore
When the people lived fresh outta legend and folklore
There was an old pirate who piloted vile slang
Had a bird perched on him and swash buckled the same
Peg leg navigate him starboard to port
By the nautical starry night yelling "The harbor is yours!"
And you should tell them where you situate the gold
That is unless you'd like a vacation with Davy J-J-J-Jones

Like "walk the plank" for whom the shark thank
Maroon the mutineers consume the souvenirs
And while the shiny spoils piled higher every year
He was suffocating slow in the box of a buccaneer
Ten summers prior on a night like this
Crows nest scopes something afloat to the boats west
Swore it blew him a kiss
When he focus seen the face of an angel upon the body of a
F-f-f-fish

"What the heck!" frazzled, his telescope shattered
Gathered himself she was ghost he was down the rope ladder
To deck circled the vessel 360 swiftly
Found nothing in the water but salt, piss and whiskey
Yarr, heckled by the swabbies at the bar
He'll be the laughing stock of the Barbary Coast War
Like this dude either got two glass eyes
Or he wearing his patch on the wrong s-s-s-side

Now he knew what he saw
But had to prove he was raw
So he raped and he pillaged and
And he feud and he brawled
Try to rekindle his rep via sabers and gun smoke
And vowed to always find her though he never told his cutthroats
Meanwhile, back in the now, got a brand new skeleton crew
On the move out when they aren't manning thirty burning cannons stern and bow
They are prying shiny metals out your m-m-m-mouth

Okay, youth wanes old age holler wisdom and disease
Like the scurvy made his yellow gums bleed
And he was achy from his boots to the feather in his hat
Until his quartermaster showed up with a stolen treasure map
One look down and lept off the dock
See if you can guess where X marked the spot
The capital was buried at sea in a cursed cave
Only one mile from where he'd seen the mer-mer-mer-maid

Anchors up, hoist the jolly roger thank you much
Day and night with his hook hands raised and clutched
But see the vitamin deficiency was strong
So by the time they bumped into the island he could barely lift his grog
Crawled off the boat, collapsed in the sand
Prayers in the air, seashells in his hand
And nary a high tide so grand as the one that put
The lady of the lake on dry la-la-la-land

I wish I could tell you that it ended happy
Pretend like his bones weren't practically snapping
Pretend like her gills didn't dry up and suffer
But that's a half-dead pirate and a fish outta water
No lie, scout's honor, got a million more
From the burgundy lighting above the shores of whores
Before your visions of grandeur go to swell those sails
Remember dead men tell no t-t-t-tales

[Hook - Rob Sonic:]
Dead men tell no tales
Up push the daisies till the soil is stale
In a powder blue tux for the farmer's sale
Mr. Big sleep with the carp and kelp





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Aesop Rock The Harbor Is Yours Comments
  1. vaylonmagicxi

    Dead men tell no tales (Uh-huh)
    Up push the daisies till the soil is stale
    In a powder blue tux for the farmer's sale (Here we go)
    Mr. Big sleep with the carp and kelp

    [Aesop Rock:]
    Once upon a time in the days of yore
    When the people lived fresh outta legend and folklore
    There was an old pirate who piloted vile slang
    Had a bird perched on him and swash buckled the same
    Peg leg navigate him starboard to port
    By the nautical starry night yelling "The harbor is yours!"
    And you should tell them where you situate the gold
    That is unless you'd like a vacation with Davy J-J-J-Jones

    Like "walk the plank" for whom the shark thank
    Maroon the mutineers consume the souvenirs
    And while the shiny spoils piled higher every year
    He was suffocating slow in the box of a buccaneer
    Ten summers prior on a night like this
    Crows nest scopes something afloat to the boats west
    Swore it blew him a kiss
    When he focus seen the face of an angel upon the body of a
    F-f-f-fish

    "What the heck!" frazzled, his telescope shattered
    Gathered himself she was ghost he was down the rope ladder
    To deck circled the vessel 360 swiftly
    Found nothing in the water but salt, piss and whiskey
    Yarr, heckled by the swabbies at the bar
    He'll be the laughing stock of the Barbary Coast War
    Like this dude either got two glass eyes
    Or he wearing his patch on the wrong s-s-s-side

    Now he knew what he saw
    But had to prove he was raw
    So he raped and he pillaged and
    And he feud and he brawled
    Try to rekindle his rep via sabers and gun smoke
    And vowed to always find her though he never told his cutthroats
    Meanwhile, back in the now, got a brand new skeleton crew
    On the move out when they aren't manning thirty burning cannons stern and bow
    They are prying shiny metals out your m-m-m-mouth

    Okay, youth wanes old age holler wisdom and disease
    Like the scurvy made his yellow gums bleed
    And he was achy from his boots to the feather in his hat
    Until his quartermaster showed up with a stolen treasure map
    One look down and lept off the dock
    See if you can guess where X marked the spot
    The capital was buried at sea in a cursed cave
    Only one mile from where he'd seen the mer-mer-mer-maid

    Anchors up, hoist the jolly roger thank you much
    Day and night with his hook hands raised and clutched
    But see the vitamin deficiency was strong
    So by the time they bumped into the island he could barely lift his grog
    Crawled off the boat, collapsed in the sand
    Prayers in the air, seashells in his hand
    And nary a high tide so grand as the one that put
    The lady of the lake on dry la-la-la-land

    I wish I could tell you that it ended happy
    Pretend like his bones weren't practically snapping
    Pretend like her gills didn't dry up and suffer
    But that's a half-dead pirate and a fish outta water
    No lie, scout's honor, got a million more
    From the burgundy lighting above the shores of whores
    Before your visions of grandeur go to swell those sails
    Remember dead men tell no t-t-t-tales

    [Hook - Rob Sonic:]
    Dead men tell no tales
    Up push the daisies till the soil is stale
    In a powder blue tux for the farmer's sale
    Mr. Big sleep with the carp and kelp

  2. Monix Doteexee

    I never thought that pirate rap would be a genre that I would want more of

    Ambriel Doll

    Monix Doteexee - that's exactly how I described 'Pomegranate' by Astronautilus. I would def consider that album as 'Pirate Rap'. You should totally check that album out if you want more of that style sound.

    ;)

    LoL

  3. Princess Yōsha

    Love the reference to Illmatic

    congobongo productions

    What reference? I can't find it

    Bob Bobs

    @congobongo productions it's in the name itself

    congobongo productions

    @Bob Bobs Ahh, The World Is Yours, my favorite Nas song. I don't know how I didn't get it at first

  4. Caymen LePere

    [Dead men tell no tales.
    Up push the daisies till the soil is stale
    In a powder blue tux for the farmer's sale
    Mr. big sleep with the carp and kelp]
    Once upon a time in the days of yore
    When the people lived fresh outta legend and folklore
    There was an old pirate who piloted vile slang
    Had a bird perched on him and swash buckled the same
    Peg leg navigator starboard to port
    By the nautical star of male an the harbor is yours
    And you should tell them where you situate the gold
    That is unless you'd like a vacation with Davy j-j-j-Jones.
    Like "walk the plank" for whom the shark thank
    Maroon the mutineers consume the souvenirs.
    Come all the shiny spoils piled higher every year
    He was suffocating slow in the box of a buccaneer
    Ten summers prior on a night like this
    Crows nest scopes something afloat to the boats west
    Swore it blew him a kiss
    When he focus seen the face of an angel upon the body of a
    F-f-f-fish.
    "What the heck!" grabbed for his telescope
    Shatter gathered himself she was ghost he was down the rope ladder
    To deck circled the vessel the 360 swiftly
    Found nothing in the water but salt, piss and whiskey.
    Yarr, heckled by the swabbies at the bar,
    He'll be the laughing stock of the barbary coast war
    Like this dude either got two glass eyes
    Or he wearing his patch on the wrong s-s-s-side
    Now he knew what he saw
    But had to prove he was raw
    So he raped and he pillaged and
    And he'd feud and he'd brawl
    Try to rekindle his rep via sabers and gun smoke
    And battle always find him though he never told cutthroats
    Meanwhile, back in the now, Got a brand new skeleton crew
    On the move out When they aren't manning thirty burning cannons stern and bow
    They are prying shiny metals out your m-m-m-mouth
    Okay, youth wanes old age holler wisdom and disease
    Like the scurvy made his yellow gums bleed.
    And he was aching from his boots to the feather in his cap
    Till his quartermaster showed up with a stolen treasure map
    One look down and lept off the dock,
    See if you can guess where X marked the spot
    The capital was buried at sea in a cursed cave,
    Only one mile from where he'd seen the mer-mer-mer-maid.
    Anchors up, hoist the jolly roger thank you much.
    Day and night with his hook hands raised and clutched
    But see the vitamin deficiency was strong
    So by the time they bumped into the island he could barely lift his grog
    Crawled off the boat, collapsed in the sand
    Prayers in the air, seashells in his hand
    An area high tide so grand it's the one that put the one that put
    The lady of the lake on dry la-la-la-land
    I wish I could tell you that it ended happy
    Pretend like his bones weren't practically snapping
    Pretend like her gills didn't dry up and suffer
    But that's a half-dead pirate and a fish outta water.
    No lie, scout's honor, got a million more
    From the burgundy lighting above the shores of whores
    Before your visions of grandeur go to slow those sails
    Remember that dead men tell no t-t-t-tales

    vapormissile

    thank you....

  5. Ayethere M8

    https://m.soundcloud.com/samcole09/the-north-is-yours-aesop-rock .. Way better version

    rekdoman

    its good but not perfect

  6. Adam the 1st Born

    Dopest Rapper alive and I fuckin Rap!!

  7. Jonathan Potts

    This man is modern poet.

  8. chelsea6671

    I like just about every song here, but this was always the stand out for me.

    Jonathan Potts

    Five Fingers

    Dan Fontaine

    This is one of the few songs he focuses on a theme instead of letting his lyricism carry him away

  9. Johnny Char

    And people think Kanye has skills. Pfft compared to who???

  10. KiloCharlie 218

    there was an old Pirate who piloted vile slang!

  11. Joel McFarland

    I'd be very disappointed if this song doesn't pop up in the new Pirates of the Caribbean movie...

    brennan eaton

    seriously i have thought that for years. Time to overwhelm universal with e-mails.

    James O'Blivion

    They'll probably be so confused about why you're giving them advice on one of Disney's biggest franchises, they won't even get around to wondering who Aes is.

    Joel McFarland

    James O'Blivion especially with that kind of attitude.

    James O'Blivion

    Joel McFarland I know...those people at Universal have mad attitude problems.

    vizulefllry

    Well if I heard it was in it, I'd see one of the movies. I doubt any Pirates of the Carribean fans are going to dislike one of the movies because it was in it. So I don't really see the problem here.

  12. sweaty sweaty cheeses

    The greatest rap about pirates ever penned

    PG de Jonge

    Captain Dan And The Scurvy Crew are disappointed by this comment. :P

    Walnut OfTerror

    p-p-p-p-p-p-p-enned

  13. Adam Rodriguez

    Throw your babies in the air.

    Klaste

    Where's that weirdo with the fuckin' kazoo?

    Janzer

    @Klaste put change in his cup

  14. Johnny Char

    I. LOVE. THIS. SONG!!! have to listen to it twice every time i hear it

  15. wissen

    :( The original instrumental is sooo much better

    does anyone know where I can find the instrumental for the Original Fishtales?

    wissen

    @***** Wow, what bit you on the ass this morning? 

    Saucy

    I can't imagine the instrumentals in this song being any better. One of the best rap beats I've heard, although I'm hardly an authority.

    Ayethere M8

    Hear you go man https://m.soundcloud.com/samcole09/the-north-is-yours-aesop-rock

    Jake Ryan

    This beat has more of a pirate feel to it. The notes on the other beat were sick but they didn't fit the theme, I'm sure that's why he redid it.

  16. Andrew Garcia

    "The face of an Angel upon the body of a fish" :)

  17. vizulefllry

    Aesop needs to tell more of these fables.

    Beunibster

    Dead men tell no tales.

    Beunibster

    By the way, why isn't Rob Sonic credited on this? :D

    brennan eaton

    because it was before he got credits for vocals.
    I think it was Blockhead who did the production with Aesop.

  18. vigbergina

    #(:^{°]
    Moustache whistling in a hat

  19. Jewish Fergussion

    COME BACK TO IC

  20. VerminBourbon

    Favorite song on the album! Groovy instrumental, fantastic guest rapper, and Aesop at his finest.