Plastic Little Pirate Sword

staring at this glass i'm holding in my hand 

i wonder why they serve it with a plastic little pirate sword 

and a storm starts brewing in the sky, up above 

then CRACK like a lightening bolt from in the sky, up above 

...up above. 

sword in hand i am the captain here of my ship 

and staring at my drink i see the waves that break upon the rocks 

I see new horizons every time i'm turning keel 

and every time i'm turnin i see new sunsets a'burnin 

...sunsets are burning. 

bounce off the rocks for a drink or two, all night through, 

not really sure where i'm going to, don't have a clue, 

...maybe i'll find a way. 

but hey bartender, mister Poseidon now, 

the tide's gone out, 

i've beached my ship. 

and when i look around i see this ain't the place i wanna be 

so top me up 

and set my sails, 

i know you know that i just want to be free. 

sword in hand i am the captain here of my ship, 

it's not called drinking when you're sailing to another land. 

no no, thank you, i've never used a crew before 

and i'll drift like this for days if i need to. 

...and i need to.