Ship Of Fools

Oh boy! These high seas can be so cruel

When you're trying to find your own way

And girl, that man of war's a fool

I wouldn't follow him anywhere

Big, small, they all swim round their bowls

I don't care for their wishes

All striving to be better than

Those other fishes

Try – before the storm

To dive, swim to shore

'Til you can't see that boat

Anymore

As the storm takes flight

Still no land in sight

Let the four winds blow

Let 'em go, let 'em blow, I know

'Til they're so far away

On board this ship of fools we go

I don't care for their wishes