I'm sailing the seas of red winenI'm strummin' this nonsense tunenAdding my voice to a rebel serenadenEchoing off a waxin' moonnnAnd I have crumpled our paper captainnNow who will lead this swarthy crew?nTear the teeth off the gears, keep 'em as souvenirs boys!nThe world needs a few good mutineers nownnSometimes I slumber on a bed of rosesnSometimes I crash in the weeds nOne day a bowl full of cherriesnOne night I'm suckin' on lemons and spittin' out the seedsnnI am the fat native, skinny-dippin, semi-professional tourist…na gold watch at the bottom of the seanTis time I depose of those petty tyrantsnOne on the throne, One inside mennBring on the changenLet's keep it simple nownDon't confuse your wants with your needsnBelieve in Love, forsake your greed nAnd give away what you want to receivennwhat you say?!nnGive away what you want to receivennwhat you say?!nn