I'm sailing the seas of red wine

I'm strummin' this nonsense tune

Adding my voice to a rebel serenade

Echoing off a waxin' moon



And I have crumpled our paper captain

Now who will lead this swarthy crew?

Tear the teeth off the gears, keep 'em as souvenirs boys!

The world needs a few good mutineers now



Sometimes I slumber on a bed of roses

Sometimes I crash in the weeds

One day a bowl full of cherries

One night I'm suckin' on lemons and spittin' out the seeds



I am the fat native, skinny-dippin, semi-professional tourist…

a gold watch at the bottom of the sea

Tis time I depose of those petty tyrants

One on the throne, One inside me



Bring on the change

Let's keep it simple now

Don't confuse your wants with your needs

Believe in Love, forsake your greed

And give away what you want to receive



"what you say?!"



Give away what you want to receive



"what you say?!"

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