Water is wet   And rocks are hard   But the wind, my friend   Does what it wants      So, I move with the wind   I move with the wind   If I move at all      What do you do with a drunken sailor?    What the hell? how should I know?    What do you do with a drunken sailor   When you don't know what to do with yourself?       I move with the wind   If I move at all   We've run aground   Stuck on these rocks   I guess I'm all wet   That's how I got caught   That's how I got caught   That's how I got caught   Hook, line and sinker      Consider this then think of nothing   Ah, wouldn't that be nice   Close your eyes, feel the ocean rising   Floatin' on a bed of spice      I move with the wind   If I move at all   We've run a ground   Stuck on these rocks   I guess I'm all wet   That's how I got caught   That's how I got caught   That's how I got caught   Hook, line and sinker