Bonus Content: Brandy's Blood

© Jason Phelps 2020.

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One shot, two shot, three shot, four Brandy’s Blood, let’s pour some more A shot of rum to fill your sails Three shots more in this cocktail

Rum comes from these sunny shores Sugarcane grown by the law That old law turns a blind eye To smugglers when price is high

One shot, two shot, three shot, four Brandy’s Blood, let’s pour some more Tequila shot can be quite quite nice But mix in chillies for some spice

They dry those chillies out on racks In baking lands where food bites back You might think not of cactus juice But spice, it still had you at booze

One shot, two shot, three shot, four Brandy’s Blood, let’s pour some more Liquid chocolate makes it dark Bittersweet and leaves a mark

Ripe fruit picked by sweaty hands Dried to beans in sweaty lands Grind them up till your hand’s sore But that taste is to die for

One shot, two shot, three shot, four Brandy’s Blood, let’s pour some more What you hear is what you get Shot of brandy makes the set

Grapes grown in those sunny climes Bring us warmth in colder times In blizzards harsh and heaving swell Brandy’s Blood will leave you well

One shot, two shot, three shot, four Brandy’s Blood, let’s pour some more Like the pirate it’s name for Brandy leave you on the floor