No More Pirates

I'm all set

The dock master wearing plaid

Dropped his ropes and locks

To watch the ticker tape parade

And they're all glad

Can you believe that

The things they think they love

Are all the things I know I hate

I don't want your pirates anymore

I don't want these to-dos, what are they for

I don't want your pirates anymore

I don't want the Lord to come again

I don't think the Lord will come again

Will come again

To believe in a religion

You gotta pray for the ones you love

And pray for all the ones you hate

Like

Your old boyfriends

Your old girlfriends

Your old husbands

And your wife's friends

And your family

And countries

And countries

And enemies

I don't want your pirates anymore

I don't want these to-dos, what are they for

I don't want you pirates anymore

I don't want the Lord to come again

I don't think the Lord will come again

I don't think the Lo-o-ord will come again

Will come again