I sit in my stateroom, staring at the water.
Boring!
I can’t escape yet; I want to get off ’er.

Feelin’ down in this boat, crazy
am I…stir variety.
Feelin’ down in this boat, hasty
I wish departure could be.

It’s vile, not nice, imprisoned out on the sea—
boring!!
But I’m tied here ’cause doc says I can’t yet get free.

Feelin’ down in this boat, waitin’
to get far away from sea.
Feelin’ down in this boat, batin’
my breath until I am free.

Bitch all day, weep at night,
as we’re entering another bight.
I would feel much better with this life
if I could smoke pounds of dope.
I’d be happy imprisoned on this boat,
Then be napping in this drifting dread boat.

But, there’s no dope on this boat…vape-free,
so I’m down as I can be.
When comes ’round my day to be free…
celebrate ecstatically!!!!!!!