Mother, mother ocean, I have heard you call
Wanted to sail upon your waters since I was three feet tall
Youve seen it all, youve seen it all


Watched the men who rode you switch from sails to steam
And in your belly you hold the treasures few have ever seen

Most of em dream, most of em dream

Yes I am a pirate, two hundred years too late

The cannons dont thunder, theres nothin to plunder
Im an over-forty victim of fate
Arriving too late, arriving too late


Ive done a bit of smugglin, Ive run my share of grass
I made enough money to buy miami, but I pissed it away so fast

Never meant to last, never meant to last

And I have been drunk now for over two weeks

I passed out and I rallied and I sprung a few leaks
But I got stop wishin, got to go fishin
Down to rock bottom again

Just a few friends, just a few friends

(instrumental)