My friends, I stand before you
To tell a truth most dire
There lurks a traitor in our midst
Who hath invoked the captain's ire

He don't deserve no mercy
We ought to shoot him with a gun
But I am not an evil man
So first let's have a little fun

We'll tie that scoundrel to a rope
And throw him overboard
Drag him underneath the ship
A terrifying, deadly trip!

Keelhaul that filthy landlubber, send him down to the depths below!
Make that bastard walk the plank, with a bottle of rum and a yo-ho-ho!
Keelhaul that filthy landlubber, send him down to the depths below!
Make that bastard walk the plank, with a bottle of rum and a yo-ho-ho!

I will not say what he has done
His sins are far too grave to tell
It's not my place to judge a man
But for them he will burn in hell

The sharks will dine upon his flesh
And Davy Jones will have his soul
Take his money and his hat
He won't need them where he's gonna go

But first let's tie him to a rope
And throw him overboard
Drag him underneath the ship
A terrifying, deadly trip!

Keelhaul that filthy landlubber, send him down to the depths below!
Make that bastard walk the plank, with a bottle of rum and a yo-ho-ho!
Keelhaul that filthy landlubber, send him down to the depths below!
Make that bastard walk the plank, with a bottle of rum and a yo-ho-ho!

We'll tie that scoundrel to a rope
And throw him overboard
Drag him underneath the ship
A terrifying, deadly trip!

Keelhaul that filthy landlubber, send him down to the depths below!
Make that bastard walk the plank, with a bottle of rum and a yo-ho-ho!
Keelhaul that filthy landlubber, send him down to the depths below!
Make that bastard walk the plank, with a bottle of rum and a yo-ho-ho!

A short man from Texas
A man of the wild
Thrown into combat,
Where bodies lie piled
Hides his emotions,
His blood is running cold
Just like his victories,
His story unfolds

Bright, a white light,
If there'd be,
Any glory in war
Let it rest,
On men like him

Dead men will never come back

[Chorus]
Crosses grow on Anzio
Where no soldier sleeps
And where hell is six feet deep
That death does wait
There's no debate
So charge and attack
Going to hell and back

A man of the 15th
A man of Can Do
Friends fall around him
And yet he came through
Let them fall face down
If they must die
Making it easier
To say goodbye

Bright, a white light,
If there'd be,
Any glory in war
Let it rest,
On men like him

Who went to hell and came back

[Chorus]
Crosses grow on Anzio
Where no soldier sleeps
And where hell is six feet deep
That death does wait
There's no debate
So charge and attack
Going to hell and back

Oh gather 'round me
And listen while I speak
Of a war where hell is six feet deep
And all along the shore
Where cannons still roar
They're haunting my dreams
They're still there when I sleep

[Solo]

[Chorus]
He saw crosses grow on Anzio
Where no soldier sleeps
And where hell is six feet deep
That death does wait
There's no debate
He charged and attack
He went to hell and back

Наш Совесткий Союз покрывает(покоряет/охраняет)
Весь мир как огромный медведь на востоке.
Октября бесценно любить
Чем биться долго с советским медведем.

Наше братство - хорошая жизнь,
Наших щедрот ни с чем не сравнить.

В...... народы, не стоит того
Чтобы и мы превратили вас в пепел.
Но покорённым бла-бла поклон
От самой могу-щест-венной в мире.

...примерно так.