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Brides Of Tortuga

by Baltimore Rock Opera Society

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Poesy Rider D'habitude, ce que je n'aime pas dans la musique celtique, c'est ce que mon ami Yves appelle les ouins-ouins....Mais ici pas de ouin-ouin ! Une inspiration et de très bonnes orchestrations. Que du bon ! Favorite track: In Clotho's Grip.
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Mary & Lott 03:26
LOTT You’ve had small freedoms Tiny dirt inn, hidden life, Pretty cage to look out of How long before a crew conscripted you Sent you to a brigand’s isle To serve a corsair’s carnal cravings I could never give you freedom, Mary That is your choice alone I offer you the chance To be part of something more Under whatever god you call to, Whatever court you look to, I’ll not see my sisters as cargo Are we at odds in this? Always there will be consequence Cause and effect, tide in... tide out All for the better MARY But what more is out there? What more to discover? Does the ocean await me Like a destined lover? I’ve only ever fought against the tide Here are women who will fight for me, By my side I long to escape But not to forget myself
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LOTT For we’ll be the brides of no one, Promised to none No longer in shadows, we shine in the sun, For we are the brides of no one, Engaged to the sea Drop fear, raise courage, Come sail on with me For we are the brides of no one, Let’s raise up our guns Raise sails! Pull anchor! Lash rails! We’ll be the brides of no one ENSEMBLE Heave ho, we’re bound for Tortuga Taut sails and fair winds, We’re bound for Tortuga Load cannons, hone blades, W’re bound for Tortuga Hey little Filles, feel free, take the ride We’re bound for Tortuga LOTT But we’ll be no one’s brides MARY Neptune does beckon, My reluctance does wane That old life is passing like Suds down the drain I’ll be the claim of no one, to work ‘til I die Embrace salt-lifted air and Hear sea eagles cry Trade toil for life: I’d have thought it insane To pull up my stakes and feel freedom again ALL Heave ho, we’re bound for Tortuga Taut sails and fair winds, We’re bound for Tortuga Load cannons, hone blades, We’re bound for Tortuga Hey little Fille, feel free, take the ride We’re bound for Tortuga LOTT Yeeeeeaaaaaaooowww! Come on, look alive, No dreams unfulfilled Hey! You force my hand The blood will be spilled Fortune be damned and The damned hold their own We’ll rage hell and high water But not do it alone I’ll be the lightning if you will be my thunder Break hearts and break jaws And tear their evil asunder ALL SING Heave ho, we’re bound for Tortuga Taut sails and fair winds, We’re bound for Tortuga Load cannons, hone blades, We’re bound for Tortuga Hey little Fille, feel free, take the ride We’re bound for Tortuga LOTT Inspired vengeance be our guide We’ll be the brides of no one, Promised to none No longer in shadows, we shine in the sun For we are the brides of no one, Engaged to the sea Drop fear and raise courage, no complacency For we are the brides of no one, Let’s raise up our guns Pull anchor, raise sails ALL We are the brides of no one No longer in shadows we shine in the sun Engaged to the sea but be wedded to no one Drop fear and raise courage; sail on with me Untethered and loose we’ll set ourselves free For we are the brides of no one, Lets raise up our guns LOTT Raise up the sails! pull anchor! Let fly that bloody banner ALL Tortuga here we come!
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LOUIS Do the nobles rise against me again, Conspire behind my back? Do they take my orders With false enthusiasm, Sabotage the crown with slack? What has happened to our crew? What has happened to my brides of Tortuga? My friend, do you know this churl? How is it you know a pirate girl? JOHN I know this woman But how could this be? I thought her dead or fled Not in France, free Charlotte was a rebel A real fighting devil She was a general In the army against the monarchy I must track her down There’s no telling what she’ll do I must dispose of this Symbol of anarchy Our families were close once I remember meals and evening balls We even danced once A lifetime ago, I hardly remember at all The Fronde, the civil war Proved our alliance to be no more She and hers proved to be your enemies, My king Parliamentarians, revolutionaries Lott, always spirited, Always fighting, always struggling To her injustice was everywhere In the very air we breathe She never had respect for law Or for the fabric of society She does not love our nation at all A more dangerous woman there couldn’t be This attack is too much For this, by my hand, she’ll bleed I swear to you my glorious liege The brides’ escape shall not succeed I know this woman And I know who she used to be I know this woman Leave her to me
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I should not have saved her From her rebellion’s backlash My plans for our future Now fizzled all to ash I cannot protect you, Charlotte You’ve sealed your fate already Your own path turns your wake scarlet I’ll follow you true and steady Now I correct my mistake for the crown Though after the deed my soul may be bereft Let us drink while her petty crew drown Then bellies full slaughter what’s left
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The navy has caught me So far from my goal The hounds nip at my heels And grow more bold What hope have I With a crew full of girls When what I need are women Hardened against the world They still hope for better lives Think their futures are pure I know the truth: This ends in war Hell all around me The noose tightens Let chaos be my savior I could have stayed comforted Surrounded by wealth Cultured and fed Kept in good health But the power is there For the men to all hoard So I traded out my tool Silver spoon for a sword I did it for them! Or did I do it to gloat? Have I sailed to bright future? Or slit my own throat? Hell all around me The noose tightens Let chaos be my savior I made myself an oath I saw the evil of the Fronde France tore itself apart For petty, greedy concerns No change or good can come from the wheel Of one elite after the other This I swore I would reveal, Dismantle and destroy Now they turn against me Fight not for causes but their lives Petty, ignored, insignificant It’s a legend that survives! If I cannot be a warlord Let me be a totem This ship shall burn And in its burning send a message Hell all around me The noose tightens Let chaos be my savior
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LOTT Shout, shout and rise up to my song Cry with the wind, the dawn is breaking It’s our time to stand and be strong Ready the cannon, our hope is waking This is our time, crack jaws and break spines Heave-ho to the mark, this is our time. Hell itself will fear us Brides! Come hell or high water I’ll be Poseidon’s daughter To life and to freedom, or drown in the deep Come hell or high water I give my life to slaughter Raise tempest, raise storm, This is our day to keep Take land and take sea But they’ll not take me ALL Come hell or high water Come hell or high water Come hell or high water This is our time LOTT Shout to the sky, shout to the sea Cry with the wind, the dawn is breaking Screaming sirens, wailing banshee, Follow me down, the earth is shaking This is our time, all hold the line I’ll swear my word, and my bloody mind Hell itself will fear us Brides! ALL THIS. IS. OUR... TIME! Come hell or high water, I’ll be Poseidon’s daughter To life and to freedom, or drown in the deep Come hell or high water I give my life to the slaughter Raise tempest, raise storm, This is my day to keep Take land and take sea But they’ll not take me Come hell or high water Come hell or high water Come hell or high water This is our time! MARY Are our lives to be forfeit With purpose undone A victory song rapt solely in death This is not the freedom of which I dreamed You rage and you holler unto the gods Whose deaf ears will harken not No matter how loud the screams I’ll not have us made martyrs Stick close to me all We’ll fight our way to a life boat A blaze of glory is what she’ll have I’ll have none of it. We fight to live today Will you go off to settle a score, Dying to save the captain’s pride Do you know what you’re fighting for, Where is the honor in suicide? This ain’t the freedom she promised to me Brave and strong though you all may be It’s never a good day to die! For you I’ll hang my head. LOTT Mary! Will you fight!? MARY For you I’ll hang my head I’ll hang my head for you But not into the brine And not upon a noose LOTT Will you fight!? MARY I will fight for the Filles I will fight for the boy I will fight for our crew I will fight for our lives! LOTT Mary?! MARY I will fight for all these things But I WILL NOT FIGHT TO DIE! ALL Come hell or high water Come hell or high water Come hell or high water This is our time Come hell or high water LOTT On these seas I’ll rage (Come hell or high water) MARY I will fight to save (Come hell or high water) LOTT No quarter given (Come hell or high water) MARY A life worth living! (Come hell or high water) ALL Take land and take sea, but you’ll not take me!
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MARY A wound festers in my heart Stabbed by the unkind. The unkind who cared Who hate What’s left to love? What more to try? The priest is shown true sin Only to turn a blind eye Fortunate offspring with unfortunate tastes. An unfortunate friend with a fortified heart And mind of hate. Crack spines, break jaws? Just as she tried The bloody world trimmed her claws Do I resign myself to loathing To endure this bitter place With constant battle, crimson blade Clenched jaw and bated breath? Do I stay a specter, unseen by all Resolve to toil Indentured or worse Turn a cheek Accept fate? MARY Shall failure and sadness be her only marker? Dashed hopes of evening the score Conflicting wants, needs, Lusts, morals, greeds Noble of mind and noble of birth Such an idea smacks of mirth CECILIA And what of you, sweet soul? Buggered and abused Condemned to become What caused your grief. Such a brief glimpse into what life could be TABIR Yet pruned before the branch Had time to split. In this world what was our drop in the bucket But a tear in ocean? Salt begat Salt MARY You sweet soul Would I have raised you weak? Would you have grown to fear And believe in love, Love of friends, in the beauty of life? And the kindness in men No. No mother, no barmaid, no bride am I No Fille, no school marm, no slave am I No privateer am I For king and country? For death or glory? How shall I etch my story? No more marks or papers Just my own wits and rapiers No more god or king or country, We’ll make our own Come lass, come lady, The seeds of life are sown She shall not have died in vain He shall not have died in vain But sparked the madness in our brains How shall I etch my story? I will make it pyrate I will make it gory! For WE are the brides of no one! Let’s load a bag of troubles And toss it to the wind Hike up our skirts, lick our wounds And just begin again We’ll flag a ship a-passing, They’ll find us strewn about Then we’ll slit their throats and take the boat And drive the bastards out For once again we’ll do this, Then one more time again Then one more time and one more time, Because this will never end Let’s hoist a rag my darlings, The blackest you can find Cross my heart No hope to die The world will fear us brides When death is at the table, Faced with cards of sin You gotta bluff a dead man’s hand Or you will never win But don’t hide away your sorrow, Don’t bury down the past We’ll scream our pride For those who died With every cannon’s blast ALL For once again we’ll do this, Then one more time again Then one more time and one more time, Because this will never end Let’s hoist a rag my darlings, The blackest you can find Cross my heart No hope to die The world will fear us brides MARY Let’s load a bag of troubles And toss it to the wind Hike up our skirts, lick our wounds And just begin again It’s a riot on the sea, and a riot in our hearts And every tragic ending Just becomes another start When you’ve gone old and grey, And your eyes ‘n’ hearing give You can tell your fat old tom cat You saw Mary fucking live ALL For this time we’ll do this, Then one more time again Then one more time and one more time, Because this will never end Let’s hoist a rag my darlings, The blackest you can find Cross my heart No hope to die The world will fear us brides We’ll love the world to pieces And do it from the seas Because I refuse to have my view Be only from my knees We’ll hoist that flag before us, On the tallest mast we find Then make a date To obliterate For we’re the Pyrate Brides WE ARE THE PYRATE BRIDES

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released October 26, 2016

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The Baltimore Rock Opera Society is a passionate community of artists who create unforgettable experiences through live original rock theater. BROS was founded in 2007 by a small group of friends sitting in a basement dreaming of an impossibly enormous story that would be told through the awesome power of rock. ... more

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