Staring it down
Nautical life
With every wave a new sense of pride
Short on bread, but have a ball
You can get their fast if you fake it, ya'll
All of the sudden we stood up and cheered
We could see no more land
Bang! goes the ship and we pray
All of us wear smiles on our face
Bang! goes the ship and we pray
All of our heads pointed at our feet
We're the fisherman
We're the fisherman
Holding it down
Nautical tight
With every gust a new sense of pride
Short on bread, more happy than not
All I can say is that I feel so free
When I can't see land in front of me
Bang! goes the ship and we pray
All of us wear smiles on our face
Bang! goes the ship and we pray
All of our heads pointed at our feet
We're the fisherman
We're the fisherman