I feel like a pirate Lost and alone on the brink of despair With so much to say but there's nobody waiting right there To complain to It's lonely I'm so lonely I feel like a pirate Who's about to be publicly hung The city cheers on the executioner As he steals the last breath from my burning lungs And I'm dead Hey, thanks, man I feel like a pirate Swabbing the deck at my low-paying job The crew in the back is thinking "what is her problem?" There ain't one, there's a million! And this ain't fun! (It ain't fun!) I feel like a pirate A liar, a cheater, and proud of it-- a pirate A bastard in every meaning of the word-- a pirate A swashbuckler, a motherfucker, a pirate Just a pirate ARGH! I feel like a pirate Who's only joy is to sail the sea Who stays out here cuz there's nothing at home Who lives in comfort that he is his own man His own man That he is his own man He owns that beard, man But he's got no real plan To live on his own man But that's no worse than What he had waiting back on land I feel like a pirate I feel like a pirate I feel like a pirate I feel like a pirate