Album: All The Great Hits

Pirate Looks At Forty

Mother Mother ocean
I have heard your call
Wanted to sail upon your waters since I was three feet tall
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 'em dreams
Most of 'em dreams

Yes I am a pirate
Two hundred years too late
The cannons don't thunder there's nothin' to plunder
I'm an over-forty victim of fate
Arriving too late
Arriving too late

I've done a bit of smugglin'
I've 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

I go for younger women
I lived with several awhile
Though I ran 'em away they'd come back one day
Still could manage to smile
Just takes a while
Just takes a while

Mother Mother ocean
After all the years I've found
My occupational hazard being my occupation's just not around
I feel like I've drowned
Gonna head uptown

I feel like I've drowned
Gonna head uptown