Treasure Map

Lyrics

Happily this afternoon Along the beach I waddle Looking at the sand I spy an old, forgotten bottle I scoop it up, and look at it My eyes go big and wide For heavens yes, there seems to be A treasure map inside Somewhere at the tail-end Of this twisty dotted line A chest of gold awaits And soon it's going to be mine I buy a sturdy shovel Since the treasure will be deep I buy expensive boots Because my old ones are too cheap I buy a fancy compass And a treasure hunting cap And off I set into the forest Eyes upon my map So carefully I trace the pathway Every little bend It's almost getting dark Before at last I reach the end I'm so excited, I can't help But do a little jig I calm myself, take out my shovel And proceed to dig I dig and dig and dig Until my hands begin to hurt Then finally! My treasure chest All worn and caked in dirt But when I look inside the chest I only find a note Upon it is the simple little message And I quote: "Everybody wants to find a buried treasure chest But no-one wants to bury one If you do Be my guest" Pirates are assholes...