Beneath the moon on Glenwood’s tide,
where hangovers and hope collide,
the Pearl awaits — a dock for souls,
a Raleigh bar with reckless goals.
The breeze rolls in, the stories start,
someone’s flirting, bless their heart.
Then up the stairs, where trouble’s dressed,
you’ll find your fate — The Crow’s Nest.

The rum runs deep, the music swells,
Downtown Raleigh nightlife tells
of sailors lost and morals bent,
where Glenwood South is time well spent.
So raise your glass, forget the score,
we’ve all said “never” — then one more.
For every sailor needs a pour —
Pearl & Peril, forevermore.