Oceans
Peter Bibby Lyrics

I'm obsessed with the middle of the ocean
I cannot stop thinking about the vast emptiness and isolation that exists in the middle of the ocean.

I'm focused on this motion, and the fragility of men
I am fixated on the perpetual movement of the ocean, and how it can easily swallow and destroy even the toughest of men.

I heard about your creature, when will you show me this thing?
I have heard rumors about a mysterious creature that inhabits the ocean and I am eager to see it for myself.

I'm depressed at the bottom of the sea
Metaphorically speaking, I feel as though I am at my lowest point and cannot escape the suffocating weight of my emotions.

Rum times on high seas makes good times for sore knees
Drinking rum while at sea can make even the most tired and weary sailor feel rejuvenated and invigorated.

You're packing some traffic aren't you, you old filthy mule
You are concealing something valuable or illegal, you dodgy and dishonest person.

Hand me that feather, I know the parrot that it came from
Give me that feather, I recognize that it is from a specific parrot that I am familiar with.

And the dead man that you took it from, you fuckin' bastard
I know that you obtained the feather from a deceased man, and I think you are a despicable person for doing so.

I'm scurvy'd like lemons is gone
I am suffering from scurvy, a disease caused by a lack of vitamin C, just like lemons that have been completely consumed.

I'm stabbed up by some bird stealing swino
I have been injured by a bird that was attempting to steal food from me.

Tell your offspring that I wasn't a bad fellow
Let your children know that I was not a bad person, despite any negative experiences or opinions they may have of me.