Water is wet

And rocks are hard

But the wind, my friend

Does what it wants



So, I move with the wind

I move with the wind

If I move at all



What do you do with a drunken sailor?

What the hell? How should I know?

What do you do with a drunken sailor

When you don't know what to do with yourself?



I move with the wind

If I move at all

We've run aground

Stuck on these rocks

I guess I'm all wet

That's how I got caught

That's how I got caught

That's how I got caught

Hook, line and sinker



Consider this then think of nothing

Ah, wouldn't that be nice

Close your eyes, feel the ocean rising

Floatin' on a bed of spice



I move with the wind

If I move at all

We've run a ground

Stuck on these rocks

I guess I'm all wet

That's how I got caught

That's how I got caught

That's how I got caught

Hook, line and sinker