1823. Kororarkea

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At Korora

rkea

in 183

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3

there are no police

men

or courts, laws, judges jails,

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so you can exactly as you please

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Well	here comes the

missionary

Preaching virtue all

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alone

He is far out

numbered by

whalers, traders, drunken sailors,

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ecaped convicts, murders and thieves

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There's a	fight every night and someone gets

shot in the head and they're dead and no one gets arrested

Whalers and sailors are brawling in the street

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there's mud in the blood and a bodt at your feet

There's a girl in your bed, you got a belly full of room,

you get shot in th head but at least you're had fun

The sailors say this place is terrific

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other people say its the hellhole of the Pacific

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And when your ship comes

After many months at

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sea

There'sa only one thing on your

mind

That pretty little topless Maori girl

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for a nail from your ship she'll do anything you please

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Should could be yours for

three weeks or so

While you are here on

Dm
leave

It'll only cost you one

musket but

You've never had such pleasue in your life

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so seize the chance before you return to sea

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It's not against the law if there are no laws

And nothing is forbidden in this forsaken place

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Every single building is a brothel or in

and another opportunity for pleasure and sin

It's anarchy and freedom you can do what you like

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you can kill your opponent if you get in a fight

There's no one to tell you what's right or what's wrong

The preachers here but he doesn't belong

It's a POacific free love paradise or

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its a dystopian Lord of the Flies

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At Kororare

There's not a lot to

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do

Except admire the

scenery

And make love every night with a girl or two

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and fight and fuck and drink until you spew

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