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Addicted to the stormy sea, the sound of clashing waves
Proudly they are rushing by on their breathless chase
Hunting for Long Ben and Tew, to bind them down in chains
They're standing every raging storm, the privation and the pain
They capture every sailing-ship, they're cashing in by stealth
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