Show me you're worthless! You're washed up and poor! The hearts that once welcomed you open no more!
There's no one to call when your misery seethes. You can't stand the taste of the air you breathe. There's a boat called The Nowhere, that's ready to leave for the wind and the sun and the sand and the sea! Come aboard!
Stop moping! There's miles of horizon to claim! And rum to suck down, 'till you can't say your name.
Let's raise up a toast, and renounce history! You can be anything that you wanted to be! If you're looking fo heroes, just join up with me for the wind and the sun and the sand and the sea! Come aboard!
Son, don't waste time to tell where you've gone! Just swallow your prise, and move on! Set a course for the life you deserve here! Sure, we're all just misunderstood and maligned. Cast off by the rest of our kind, but that's in the past. Never mid here! Finf here, all you want to be! I'll be you! You be me! Come aboard!
There's no one to call when your misery seethes. You can't stand the taste of the air you breathe. There's a boat called The Nowhere, that's ready to leave for the wind and the sun and the sand and the sea! Come aboard!