The Captain Is Drunk

The Captain Is Drunk
Hey what do I do
If the captain is drunk?
And the winds are too much
He’s out looking for something
And maybe it’s love
Or some adoration
And maybe too much
He’s out looking for something to prove
What can I do?

And what do I do
If half of the crew
Just wants that sugar on their tongue
Now they’re pulling their punches
They’re making assumptions
Headlights are off
As our head’s in the sand
We fall through the glass
What can I do?
What can I do?
What can I do?
And what do I do
If it’s already done?
We spun gold into straw
We saw more than enough
When we touch do we feel?
Have we tasted too much?
When we speak of the devil
He hears what he wants
What can I do?
What can I do?
What can I do?