Water is wet And rocks are hard But the wind, my friend Does what it wants
So, I move with the wind I move with the wind If I move at all
What do you do with a drunken sailor? What the hell? How should I know? What do you do with a drunken sailor When you don't know what to do with yourself?
I move with the wind If I move at all We've run aground Stuck on these rocks I guess I'm all wet That's how I got caught That's how I got caught That's how I got caught Hook, line and sinker
Consider this then think of nothing Ah, wouldn't that be nice Close your eyes, feel the ocean rising Floatin' on a bed of spice
I move with the wind If I move at all We've run a ground Stuck on these rocks I guess I'm all wet That's how I got caught That's how I got caught That's how I got caught Hook, line and sinker
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