Pirate Looks At 40

Mother, mother ocean

I have 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

I

watched the men who rode you

They switched from sails to steam

And in your belly, you hold the treasures

Few have ever seen

Most of them are dreams

Most of them are dreams

Well, yes I am a pirate

A few hundred years to late

The cannons don't thunder

There's nothing to plunde

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I'm an under forty victim of fate

Arriving too late

Arriving too late

I've done a bit of smuggling

Well, I've run my share of grass

I've made enough money to buy Miami

But I pissed it away so fast

It's never meant to last

It's never meant to last

Well, I've been drunk now for over two weeks

I've passed out and I've rallied and I've sprung a few leaks

But

I've gotta stop wishin'

I've gotta go fishin'

Down to rock bottom again

With just a few friends

Just a few friends

With just a few friends

Just a few friends