Old Sea Captain lyrics
by Bo Burnham
Ye old sea captain.
You know, briny breath,
one squinting eye,
chewing a waterlogged pipe,
squatting on dock post.
A bearded cauldron blabbering bullsh*t,
crashing through anecdotes
like a radio dial through waves of white noise.
Living legend, he is.
A great American archetype.
So grab your digital cameras
you yuppie f*cks.