Mother, Mother Ocean, I've heard you call
Wanted to sail upon your waters since I was three feet tall
'Cause you've seen it all, you've 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 them dreams, most of them dreams
Yes, I am a pirate, a few hundred years too late
The cannons don't thunder, there's nothing to plunder
I'm an under-forty victim of fate
Arriving too late, arriving too late
I've done a bit of smuggling, I've run my share of weed
I made enough money to buy Miami
But I pissed it away so fast
Never meant to last, it's never meant to last
Well, I have been drunk now for over two weeks
I've passed out, and I rallied, and I sprung a few leaks
I've gotta stop wishing, I've gotta go fishing
Down to rock bottom again
Just a few friends, just a few friends
Just a few friends, just a few friends
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