I Got A Pbs Mind In An

Why Don't We Get Drunk And Screw?

I Arm Myself With Punch Lines And A Big Old Water Gun.

Mother, Mother Ocean, I Have Heard You Call. Wanted To Sail Upon Your Waters, Since I Was Three Feet Tall. You've Seen It All, You've Seen It All. Watched The Men Who Rode You, Switch From Sails To Steam. In Your Belly, You Hold The Treasure That Few Have Ever Seen, Most Of Them Dreams, Most Of Them Dreams.

Oh, Yesterdays Are Over My Shoulder, So I Can't Look Back For Too Long. There's Just Too Much To See Waiting In Front Of Me, And I Know That I Just Can't Go Wrong.

Maybe There Is Another Who Sees Life Not As A Flickering Candle But As A Torch That Can Illuminate An Undiscovered World.