The Privateers
Andrew Bird
[Intro] [Verse 1] Don’t sell me anything. Your one time offer so uncalled for You call it piece of mind Cause I can see your house from here Now the leaves have fallen dear I can see you’re just a little privateer As your confession draws more near [Chorus] Time and again I find I’m listless or rather fistless In time oh that’s what I find So carry me to Mecca with what you may divine Take me with you take me with you. Don’t leave me behind [Verse 2] Oh cause I I don’t want your life insurance Home auto health flood and fire insurance Oh just make please make this basic inference And speak of me in the present tense Oh cause I I can see your ship from here Now the weather so bright and clear I can see you’re just a little profiteer As your confession draws more near As your confession draws more near As your confession draws more near