a pirate looks at forty

mother

mother ocean

i have heard you call

wanted to sail upon your waters

since i was three feet tall

you've seen it all

you've seen it all

watch the men who rode you

switch from sails to steam

and in your belly you hold the treasure

that few have ever seen

most of them dreams

most of them 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

i have been drunk now for over two weeks

i passed out and i rallied and i sprung a few leaks

but i've got to stop wishin'

got to go fishin'

i'm down to rock bottom again

just a few friends

just a few friends

i go for younger women

lived with several awhile

and though i ran away

they'll come back one day

and still could manage a smile

it just takes awhile

just takes awhile

mother

mother ocean

after all these years i've found

my occupational hazard being my occupation's just not around

i feel like i've drowned

gonna head uptown