A Pirate Looks At Forty (Live)

Mother, mother ocean Well, 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 Oh, watch the men who rode you Switch from sails to steam And in your belly you hold the treasures A 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 And 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've rallied and I've sprung a few leaks I've got to stop wishing, I've got to go fishing I'm down to rock bottom again Just a few friends Just a few friends Just a few friends Just a few friends