H.M.S. Pinafore: Act 1 - I Am the Monarch of the Sea

I am the monarch of the sea The ruler of the Queen′s Navee Whose praise Great Britain loudly chants And we are his sisters, and his cousins, and his aunts! And we are his sisters, and his cousins, and his aunts! His sisters, and his cousins, and his aunts! When at anchor here I ride My bosom swells with pride And I snap my fingers at a foeman's taunts And so do his sisters, and his cousins, and his aunts! And so do his sisters, and his cousins, and his aunts! His sisters, and his cousins, and his aunts! But when the breezes blow I generally go below And seek the seclusion that a cabin grants And so do his sisters, and his cousins, and his aunts! And so do his sisters, and his cousins, and his aunts! His sisters and his cousins Whom he reckons up by dozens And his aunts!