a skull and a bottle of rum sometimes thinkin' about getting an honest job, settlingdown in town, but when you love the smell of the waveswith water all around as far as you can see with human eyesit's hard to leave this life, it's hard to leave behindand why dream - when I drift away with the wavesand why dream - when I'm still a pawn in their gamewhy dream - when stuck in this mind gamewhen time flows, a pirate sailor needs new places, to goit's the way of a skull and a bottle of rumlite mer dikt... värt att fortsätta på?