We endured the pirate’s attack
Lost half the crew, have to make up for the slack
The raid left our stockpile running short
Gotta restock, there’s a wet dock nestled in a tropic island port
We were greeted by a luscious lively man
Gold bling, dreadlocks, and a really nice tan
“We’ll help you out. Soon you’ll be on your way
First I decree set yourself free, get naked and get FUNK-AY!”
The music blasted loud
No trace of clothes around
I stood there in confusion
My crew gave in to the sound
I lost control. I couldn’t stop dancing
I lost my clothes. The groove made my hips swing
Party in the port of Perl Hacker
DISCO!
Party in the port of Perl Hacker
The music changed to this and they all had baggy pants
Dreadlocks turned to fros. Pulsing rhythm makes me dance
Gold medallions glow. All our inhibitions lost
Disco ball above. Bright ass laser sabers cross
Wearing baggy pants
Rhythm makes me dance
Inhibitions lost
Laser sabers cross
Party in the port of Perl Hacker
TECHNO!
Electronic
The music switched again
Neon lights and glow sticks
Reflect off tin men
Wearing funny glasses
It’s getting really hot
All the movement slows
Dancing like a robot
Strobe lights pulse
Beat continues to bump
Sweat is in my hair
People start to hump
Same annoying beat
Fucking stuck in my head
Kill… me…
Party in the port of Perl Hacker