I took to the seas
In my bathtub after
A hurricane hit
Left me stranded at sea

And instead of soaking in my misery
I sit in the tub, floating
I decided, that indeed
I was going to become a pirate

I am a bathtub pirate
I'm running low on food
But I don't need no fuel
Look, a target

Gunning hard
Gunning fast
Porcelain
Is made to last

And then my crew
Joins me at last
A seagull, a swordfish
An eel and a seahorse

I am a bathtub pirate
I'm running low on food
But I don't need no fuel
Look, a target

I am a bathtub pirate
I'm running low on food
But I don't need no fuel
Look, a target

We run down our target
Some driftwood adrift
Pirating the sea
Of it's lesser known treasures