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 under-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 to stop wishin', got to go fishin'
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 I still can manage a smile
It just takes a while
Just takes a while

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