Spoiler: Space Shanties for the Royal Manticorian Navy?

An unconscionable yet quite common pirate shanty, which I'll see if it passes Checkpoint Duckk's regulations.


BLOW THE MEN DOWN

[Refrain]
Hey Ho blow the men down.
I say [collectively] BLOW THE MEN DOWN
I say BLOW THE MEN DOWN
Hey Ho BLOW THE MEN DOWN

As I was sailing on Paradise Lane,
Hey Ho BLOW THE MEN DOWN
I happened upon a, slave with no name,
Hey Ho BLOW THE MEN DOWN

She stuck out her tongue and, showed me her code,
Hey Ho BLOW THE MEN DOWN
I took her to heart and, to my abode
And said Hey Ho [whisper] blow the men down.
She was the product of men so MAlign,
Hey Ho BLOW THE MEN DOWN
She would perform with, nary a whine
I say Hey Ho BLOW THE MEN DOWN

She was a pleaser that was their decree
The MAlign said GO BLOW DOWN THE MEN THAT YOU SEE

[ Refrain - Altogether now ]

Hey Ho blow the men down.
I say blow the men down
I say blow the men down
Hey Ho blow the men down

Do get in line make a smile outta frown
We say, Hey Ho BLOW THE MEN DOWN
Take a pick from the lot they're all hot to trot
We say, Hey Ho BLOW THE MEN DOWN
Take them to task and no matter their shock
And say Hey Ho, BLOW THE MEN DOWN


[Performed as responsive reading in perfect unison with no music and no rhythm.
The tune picked back up right on cue, after the drunken giggles and toasts]

Should they fail to perform by the tick of their clock
We say, TIME TO BLOW YE OUT THE AIRLOCK
[drunken giggles and toasts]
So Hey Ho, BLOW WE MEN DOWN!

[Refrain]

Blow the men down we say blow the men down
Hey ARRRGGHHHHH, she's blown this man down.

[Boisterous laughter and crashing of glasses on bulk-heads]

From a possible recording aboard a captured pirate's shipment by Pirates' Bane.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ufWdpNSs3DM
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Version of "Heart of Oak"

Come cheer up my lads, 'tis to glory we steer
To add something more to this wonderful year
to Honor we call you, not press you like slaves
We shall rule the stars as men once ruled the waves

Manty steel are our ships, Manty hearts our bold men
We always are ready, steady boys steady
we'll fight and we'll conquer again and again!

We ne'er see our foes but we wish them to stay
they ne'er see us and they wish us away
if they flee then our missiles shall thrash them full score
For if they won't fight us what can we do more?

Manty steel are our ships, Manty hearts our bold men
We always are ready, steady boys steady
we'll fight and we'll conquer again and again!

They say they'll invade us these terrible foes,
They'll conquer our system and frighten our beaus ,
But if should their impellers, be struck and set o'er
Manticorans they'll find to receive them on shore.

Manty steel are our ships, Manty hearts our bold men
We always are ready, steady boys steady
we'll fight and we'll conquer again and again!

Our Kingdom (Empire) triumphant in space, land and sea,
Her standard is 'Justice' her watchword is 'Free',
So come cheer up my lads, with one heart let us sing,
Our soldiers, our spacers, our statesmen, our king[queen].

The RMN Recruiter

Original:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F94GxyM ... tml5=False

A Manty recruiter came marching back through Landing-town
Off from the wars With the Solarian League,
And he sang as he marched
Through the crowded streets of Landing,
Who'll be a spacer for Harrington and me?''

Who'll be a spacer? Who'll be a spacer?
Who'll be a spacer? for Harrington and me?
And he sang as he marched
Through the crowded streets of Landing,
``Who'll be a spacer for Harrington and me?''

Our Queen she has ordered new fleets into the quadrant
To strike a last blow at the enemy.
And if you would be a spacer
All in a space-black uniform
Take the Queen's credits for Harrington and me.

Take the Queen's credits
Take the Queen's credits.
Take the Queen's credits for Harrington and me.
And if you would be a spacer
All in a space-black uniform
Take the Queen's credits for Harrington and me.

``Not I,'' said the butcher, ``Nor I,'' said the baker.
Most of the rest with them did agree.
To be paid with the pulser and
The fury of the missile fire
Wages for spacers for Harrington and me.

Wages for spacers, Wages for spacers
Wages for spacers for Harrington and me.
To be paid with the pulser and
The fury of the missile fire
Wages for spacers for Harrington and me.

"Now I,'' said the young man, ``have oft endured the parish dues.
Not more charity for the likes of me.
Salvation or danger,
That'll be my destiny.
I'll Take the Queen's credits for Harrington and me.

Take the Queen's credits
Take the Queen's credits
I'll Take the Queen's credits for Harrington and me.
Salvation or danger,
That'll be my destiny.
I'll Take the Queen's credits for Harrington and me.

Now the men of Eighth Fleet came marching back through Landing
Off to the wars to fight the Sollies
And they sang as they marched
Through the crowded streets of Landing,
Who'll be a spacer for Harrington and me?"

Who'll be a spacer? Who'll be a spacer?
Who'll be a spacer? for Harrington and me?
And they sang as they marched
Through the crowded streets of Landing,
"Who'll be a spacer for Harrington and me?"

Inspired by a certain tRMN Admiral and new Steadholder:

WHAT DO YOU DO WITH AN INSANE STEADHOLDER
By CPO Pokermind and SC1 Mangy Fur

Chorus:
What do you do with an insane steadholder
What do you do with an insane steadholder;
What do you do with an insane steadholder;
Early in the morning.

Give him Thorazine milk shakes till he drools;
Give him Thorazine milk shakes till he drools;
Give him Thorazine milk shakes till he drools,
Early in the morning

[chorus]

Bash him in the head with a rubber mallet
Bash him in the head with a rubber mallet
Bash him in the head with a rubber mallet
Early in the morning

[chorus]

Put him in a strait jacket till he's calmer
Put him in a strait jacket till he's calmer
Put him in a strait jacket till he's calmer
Early in the morning

[chorus]

Lock him in a padded room till he's better
Lock him in a padded room till he's better
Lock him in a padded room till he's better
Early in the morning

[chorus]

Hit and kick him till he’s senseless
Hit and kick him till he’s senseless
Hit and kick him till he’s senseless
Early in the morning

[chorus]

Tune https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Woyds37nbto

Poker & Mange

I can picture the Manticorian Royal Marines singing this song in the various bars they may frequent.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5HtVYr9aKRM

Blood Upon The Risers
He was just a rookie trooper and he surely shook with fright
as he checked all his equipment and made sure his pack was tight
He had to sit and listen to the awful engines roar,
And he ain’t gonna jump no more.

CHORUS:
Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die
Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die
Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die
He ain’t gonna jump no more.

“Is everybody happy?”cried the Sergeant, looking up.
Our hero feebly answered “eyes,” and then they stood him up.
He leaped right out into the blast, his static line unhooked.
He ain’t gonna jump no more.

CHORUS:
Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die
Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die
Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die
He ain’t gonna jump no more.

He counted long, he counted loud, he waited for the shock;
He felt the wind, he felt the clouds, he felt the awful drop;
He jerked his cord, the grav spilled out and wrapped around his legs.
He ain’t gonna jump no more.

CHORUS:
Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die
Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die
Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die
He ain’t gonna jump no more.

The risers wrapped around his neck, connectors cracked his dome;
The lines were snarled and tied in knots, around his skinny bones;
The jumpsuit became his shroud, he hurtled to the ground.
He ain’t gonna jump no more.

CHORUS:
Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die
Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die
Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die
He ain’t gonna jump no more.

The days he’d lived and loved and laughed kept running through his mind;
He thought about the girl back home, the one he’d left behind;
He thought about the medics and wondered what they’ed find.
He ain’t gonna jump no more.

CHORUS:
Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die
Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die
Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die
He ain’t gonna jump no more.

The ambulance was on the spot, the aircars were running wild;
The medics jumped and screamed with glee, they rolled their sleeves and smiled;
For it had been a week or more since last a grav had failed.
He ain’t gonna jump no more.

CHORUS:
Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die
Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die
Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die
He ain’t gonna jump no more.

He hit the ground, the sound was splat, his blood went spurting high;
His comrades were then heard to say, “A HELLUVE WAY TO DIE!!!”;
He lay there rolling around in the welter of his gore.
He ain’t gonna jump no more.

CHORUS:
Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die
Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die
Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die
He ain’t gonna jump no more.

There was blood upon the risers, there were brains upon the chute;
Intestines were a-dangling from this paratrooper’s boots;
They picked him up, still in his chute and poured him from his boots.
He ain’t gonna jump no more.

CHORUS:
Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die
Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die
Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die
He ain’t gonna jump no more