Mother, mother ocean
I have heard you call
I've wanted to sail upon your waters since I was three feet tall
'Cause you've seen it all
You've seen it all...

I've watched the men who've rode you
They switched from sails to steam
And in your belly you hold the treasures
Few have only seen
Most of them were dreams...
Most of them were dreams...

Well, 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 40 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 have 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 wishing
I've gotta go fishing
Down to rock bottom again
With just a few friends...
With just a few friends...

With just a few friends...
With just a few friends...