By: jimmy buffett Cameron's getting logical A vulcan in disguise The mysteries of the night Are putting sparkles in his eyes He's looking for sound reasoning But the best that i can do Is this transcendental story That i'll pa** along to you Pa** the falls they call victoria Down the river named the nile Drifts a tiny little handmade boat It's shaped just like a smile And steered by a magician With the knowledge that he needs To keep him on his destined course Pa** the crocodiles and reeds He's the admiral of the ocean The lone eagle in the sky He gave me my first s**tant And he taught me how to fly It's been quite a lengthy pa**age From the dawn of time til now He has weathered the infernal storms In his trusty petite dhow He has soared above colla**al waves, Sailed the endless sea Sometimes he resembles you Sometimes he looks like me I saw him through my telescope On a cloudless night in june As he rested between voyages At his beach house on the moon There are windows to the galaxies And hallways to the past There are trapdoors to the future And a splintered ancient mast There are relics from apollo trips When the earth men came to play And a hammock from a distant star Out in the milky way He's the admiral of the ocean The lone eagle in the sky He gave me my first s**tant And he taught me how to fly I saw him through my telescope On a cloudless night in june As he rested between voyages At his beach house on the moon A striped ba** breaks the surface As the sunset fades away And our journey from the sea of storms Takes us home besides the bay We go fishing in the ocean We go travelling back in time Like the song says teach your children To go fishing with their mind Cameron's contemplating I'm not sure just what he thinks Is my dad some kind of lunatic With his stories and high hijinks Then he says when i get old and gray And feel like i'm marooned He will take me in his rocketship To that beach house on the moon