If the sea was as calm as my mother

And my boat was as big as a ship

If we all could care a bit more for each other

Then we might all go on that trip

I don't have time to explain this

But you would soon get the feel

I have enough with myself to look after

'cos I am so poor I could steal



I'm talking serious poverty

I don't want this to sound like a joke

Don't ask me if I'm coming out

'cos you know that I'm broke