The Pirates of Penzance rollicking band of pirates we are

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Pirates: A rollicking band of Pirates we,
Who, tired of tossing on the sea,
Are trying their hands at a burglaree,
With weapons grim and gory.
Sergeant: Hush, hush
I hear them on the manor poaching;
With stealthy steps the Pirates are approaching!
Pirates: We are not coming for plate or gold;
A story Genral Stanley told;
We seek a penalty fifty fold,
For General Stanley's story!
Police: They seek a penalty
Pirates: Fifty fold! We seek a penalty
Police: Fifty fold!
Pirates: We /Police: They
All: seek a penalty fifty fold,
For General Stanley's story!
Sergeant: They come in force,
With stealthy stride;
Our obvious course is now to hide!
Ta-ran-ta-ra, ra-ran-ra-ra!

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