I have been dredging my memory for a suitable Corporate theme for IOC, and I ran aground on this piece, which seems most appropriate for LP. The verse is a little overly-romantic for piracy, and the track is a little longish, and starts slow (give it a little time to buffer), but it seems to reflect the romatic notions that some of our more prominent LP friends have of their role. 
One of the advantages of being a little longer in the tooth is that one has more memory than other, more recent arrivals to this planet[30]
In any case, I hope Lost Prophets will appreciate this (and any other pirates out there, as well 
) And, despite the label, it's audio only ; turn up your volume!
<a href="http://media.putfile.com/pirates-63" target="_blank">Click here to watch "pirates-63"</a>
See if you can identify this piece, the band, and the album ...here are the lyrics:
"Who'll make his mark?", the Captain cried, "To the devil drink a toast;
We'll glut the hold with cups of gold, and we'll feed the sea with ghosts.
I see your hunger for a fortune could be better served beneath my flag;
If you've the stomach for a broadside, come aboard my pretty boys...
I will take you and make you everything you've ever dreamed!"
"Make fast the guns, tonight we sail, when the high tide floods the bay.
Cut free the lines and square the yards, get the black flag stowed away.
The Turk, the Arab and the Spaniard will soon have pennies on their eyes;
And any other laden fancy, we will take her by surprise.
I will take you and make you everything you've ever dreamed!"
Six days off the Cuban coast when a sail ahead they spied;
"A galleon of the treasure fleet!" the mizzen lookout cried.
"Closer to the wind, my boys" the mad-eyed Captain roared;
"For every man that's alive tonight will be hauling gold aboard."
"Spare us!", the galleon begged, but mercy's face had fled.
Blood ran from the screaming souls the cutlass harvested.
Driven to the quarter deck, the last survivor fell;
"She's ours, my boys", the Captain grinned, "and no one left to tell."
The Captain rose from a silk divan with a pistol in his fist,
And shot the lock from an iron box, and a blood-red ruby kissed.
"I give you jewelery of turquiose, a crucifix of solid gold,
One hundred thousand silver pieces; it is just as I foretold.
You... you see there before you, everything you've ever dreamed!"
Anchored in an indigo moonlit bay, gold-eyed round fires the sea thieves lay.
Morning...white shells and a pipe of clay
As the wind filled their footsteps, they were far...far...away.
"Our sails swell full as we brave all seas, on a westward wind, to live as we please.
With the wicked, wild-eyed women of Portobello town,
Where we've been told that a purse of gold buys any man a crown.
They will serve you and clothe you; exchange your rags for the velvet coats of kings!
Who'll drink a toast with me? I give you liberty; this town is ours...tonight!"
"Landlord, wine! Make it the finest; make it a cup for a seadog's thirst;
Two long years of bones and beaches, fever and leeches did their worst.
So fill the night with paradise, bring me peach and peacock till I burst!
But first, I want a soft touch, in the right place; I want to feel like a King tonight.
Ten on the black, to beat the Frenchman, back you dogs, give 'em room to turn!
Now open wide sweet Heaven's gates, tonight we're gonna see if Heaven burns.
See how she burns...oh, she burns!
I want an angel on a gold chain, and I'll ride her to the stars.
It's the last time, for a long, long time; come the daybreak, we embark..."
On the flood of the morning tide, once more the ocean cried.
"This company will return one day; though we feel your tears, it's the price we pay.
For there's prizes to be taken, and glory to be found;
Cut free the chains, make fast your souls, we are Eldorado bound.
I will take you for always, forever together, until hell calls our names."
"Who'll drink a toast with me? To the devil and the deep blue sea; gold drives a man...to dream!"
BTW, it was good to see Stoned_Raider online again, if only briefly; welcome back, mate!
Don't know which album.
