Media
Sea Arrrgh be more than a single day of protest. In addition to planning the peaceful assault on the villianous Sea Org, the crew be busy creating informational materials for the media and other landlubbers across the globe. Here be a treasure trove of materials for spreading the word about Operation: Sea Arrrgh and the Church of Scientology. Sea Arrrgh also be providing some fancy toys for your computer, sea chanteys, and links to even more piratical fun.
Please note: world-wide Sea Arrrgh protests will commence on June 14th at the local Scientology Offices, with the exception of Boston. Due to a scheduling conflict with another event, Boston will be holding their Sea Arrrgh event on June 15th.
Sea Arrrgh Flyers
Beware the Church of Scientology!
Operation: Sea Arrrgh
Sea Org working conditions
Sea Org contract
Expect Us
Sea Org Overview
What do forced abortions, asbestos, and slave labor have in common?
"Under the guise of religion" flyer
Join Anonymous' Sea Arrrgh
AVAST! The Sea Arrrgh wants you
Sea Arrrgh Wallpapers
Coming soon!
Pirate Chanteys
"Ricky Roller"
Do my Ricky Roller, Come rock and roll me over;
Do my Ricky Roller do!
Do my Ricky Roller, the skipper is a rover,
Do my Ricky Roller do!
Do my Ricky Roller, the mate he's never sober,
Do my Ricky Roller do!
Do my Ricky Roller, the bo'sun is a tailor,
Do my Ricky Roller do!
Do my Ricky Roller, come roll me in the clover.
Do my Ricky Roller do!
"Rolling Home"
Call all hands to man the capstan
See the cable run down clear
Heave away and with a will boys
For old Anonymous we will steer
And we'll sing in joyful chorus
In the watches of the night
And we'll sight the shores of Anonymous
When the grey dawn brings the
light
Rolling home, rolling home, rolling home across the sea
Rolling home to dear old Anonymous
Rolling home, dear land to
thee
Up aloft amid the rigging
Blows the loud exulting gale
Like a bird's wide out-streached pinions
Spreads on high each swelling sail
And the wild waves cleft behind us
Seem to murmur as they flow
There are loving hearts that wait you
In the land to which you go
Many thousand miles behind us
Many thousand miles before
Ancient ocean have to waft us
To the well-remembered shore
Cheer up Tom, bright smiles await you
From the fairest of the fair
And her loving eyes will greet you
With kind welcomes everywhere
"Don't Forget Your Old Shipmate"
Safe and sound at home again
Let the waters roar, Rick
Safe and sound at home again
Let the waters roar,
Rick
Long we've tossed on the rolling main
Now we're safe ashore, Rick
Don't forget your old shipmate
Fal dee ral dee ral dee rye
eye doe!
Since we sailed from Plymouth Sound
Four years gone, or nigh, Rick
Was there ever chummies, now
Such as you and I, Rick?
We have worked the self-same gun:
Quarterdeck division
Sponger I and loader you
Through the whole commission
Oftentimes have we laid out
toil nor danger fearing,
Tugging out the flapping sail
to the weather bearing
When the middle watch was on
And the time went slow, boy
Who could choose a rousing stave
Who like Rick or Anon,
boy?
There she swings, an empty hulk
Not a soul below now
Number seven starboard mess
Misses Rick and Anon
now
But the best of friends must part
Fair or foul the weather
Hand yer flipper for a shake
Now a drink together
Of course, the classic: "Drunken
Sailor"
What do ya do with a drunken
sailor?
What do ya do with a drunken sailor?
What do ya do with a drunken sailor?
Earl-eye in the morning?
Way-hey and up she rises,
Way-hey and up she rises,
Way-hey and up she rises,
Earl-eye in the morning...
What do ya do with a drunken
sailor?
What do ya do with a drunken sailor?
What do ya do with a drunken sailor?
Earl-eye in the morning?
Put a lobster in his britches
Put a lobster in his britches
Put a lobster in his britches
Earl-eye in the morning
Way-hey and he ain't risin'
Way-hey and he ain't risin'
Way-hey and he ain't risin'
Earl-eye in the mornin
What do ya do with a drunken
sailor?
What do ya do with a drunken sailor?
What do ya do with a drunken sailor?
Earl-eye in the mornin?
Shave his balls with a rusty
razor
Shave his balls with a rusty razor
Shave his balls with a rusty razor
Earl-eye in the mornin...
What do ya do with a drunken
sailor?
What do ya do with a drunken sailor?
What do ya do with a drunken sailor?
Earl-eye in the mornin?
Kick him in the belly 'til
he pukes his guts out
Kick him in the belly 'til he pukes his guts out
Kick him in the belly 'til he pukes his guts out
Earl-eye in the mornin...
Then catch it in a bucket and
make him drink it
Then catch it in a bucket and make him drink it
Then catch it in a bucket and make him drink it
Earl-eye in the mornin
Way hey and up she rises
Way hey and up she rises
Way hey and up she rises
Earl-eye in the morning...
What do ya do with a drunken
pub wench?
What do ya do with a drunken pub wench?
What do ya do with a drunken pub wench?
Earl-eye in the morning?
Throw her in bed with a drunken
minstrel
Throw her in bed with a drunken minstrel
Throw her in bed with a drunken minstrel
Earl-eye in the morning...
Way hey and up she rises
Way hey and up she rises
Way hey and up she rises
Earl-eye in the morning...
Earl-eye in the morning...
"Blow the Man Down"
Come all ye young fellows that follows the sea
To me, way hey, blow the man down
Now please pay attention and listen to me
Give me some time to blow the
man down
I'm a deep water sailor just come from Hong Kong
You give me some whiskey, I'll
sing you a song
When a trim Black Ball liner's preparing for sea
On a trim Black Ball liner
I wasted me prime
When a trim Black Ball liner preparing for sea
You'll split your sides laughing
such sights you would see
There's tinkers and tailors, shoemakers and all
They're all shipped for sailors
aboard the Black Ball
When a big Black Ball liner's a-leaving her dock
The boys and the girls on the
pier-head do flock
Now, when the big liner, she's clear of land
Our bo'sun he roars out the
word of command
Come quickly, lay aft to the break of the poop
Or I'll help you along with
the toe of me boot
Pay attention to orders, now, you one and all
For see high above there flies
the Black Ball
'Tis larboard and starboard, on deck you will sprawl
For kicking Jack Rogers commands
the Black Ball