A Pirate Looks At Forty

A Pirate Looks At Forty - The Hit Crew

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

Watched the men who rode you

Switch from sails to steam

And in your belly 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 I can 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

Feel like I've drowned gonna head uptown