Very well, Bart. I shall send you to heaven before I send you to hell.

We sail the ocean blue
And our saucy ship's a beauty.
We are sober men, and true
And attentive to our duty...

I'm called little b___ercup, pour little b___ercup,
though I could never tell why...

What, never? No, never. What, never?
Hardly ever! He's hardly ever sick at sea...

For he himself has said it
And it's merely to his credit
That he is an English man
He remains an English man.

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