Oh my captain my captain you are not in the same boat as me it's true we may both be sailing on the same stormy sea but your boat is impressive and your sails are so strong and your crew high in numbers all of them hypnotized by your perfect song
and mine is a rowboat just me and some friends taking shifts on the paddles with hope that our weak arms might mend
oh my captain my captain we did not agree with your sinful intentions we began to rebel, sabotaging morale just to get your attention but you didn't notice for you were consumed counting coins from the seabed exhumed we pooled all our money and bought us this boat left in the night no one even took note
and mine is a rowboat just me and some friends taking shifts on the paddles with hope that our weak arms might mend
strength depleting we are forced to live on the scraps that are thrown overboard convenient for you we owe for what we take to keep up or be crushed by the mass of your wake
and mine is a rowboat just me and some friends taking shifts on the paddles with hope that owe weak arms might mend