Call Me Ishmael

Lyrics

CALL ME ISHMAEL, WITH A TALE TO TELL. AHHHH.

FREE TO SAIL ON ALL THE SEVEN SEAS 

AND FEEL THE OCEAN BREEZE.

I’LL TELL YOU NOW, HOW WE CAME TO BE,

A CREW OF WONDROUS DESIGN AND UTILITY.

COME AND LISTEN, I WILL TELL YOU WHEN WE WERE CAPTIVE,

NEVER KNOWING WHAT MIGHT COME TO PASS

AS WE WERE CHASING MOBY.

WALK RIGHT TO THE EDGE RIGHT THERE,

THE EXTREMEST LIMIT OF THE LAND.

THEY COME FROM LANES AND ALLEYWAYS,

CIRCUMAMBULATING ALL THE WAY,

MEN WANTING MORE THAN CITIES ALL DAY.

WHAT WOULD BE IF THEY COULD SEE THE BAY OF BISCAY?

SEE THEM CRISS CROSS STREETS AND AVENUES,

SO FORLORN IN THE CITY BY THE BAY.

AND WHEN THERE’S NO MORE LAND IN SIGHT,

THEN SAILING IS THE ONLY WAY.

LIKE SILENT SENTINELS THEY STAND,

LOOKING OUT IN OCEAN REVERIES.

THE PICTURE THAT IT GIVES TO THEM, 

IS A TRANCELIKE STATE OF ECSTASY.

WOMEN ARE STANDING OUT ON THE QUAY.

WHAT WILL TAKE THEM AND ESCAPE THEM TO SAINT TROPEZ?

IF NIAGARA HAD NO WATER THERE,

WOULD YOU GO SEE A CATARACT OF SAND?

THE MAGIC OF THE OCEAN LIFE 

IS WHAT MAKES YOU CRAZY ON THE LAND.

SIMPLE SAILORS ALL,

JUMP FROM SPAR TO SPAR

LIKE GRASSHOPPERS,

OCEANS SING, OUR STORY NOW BEGINS, 

IN LOVELY MEADOWLANDS AT SEA.