The ship sailed on, course: South-West

Passing Cape Horn, heading for the Pacific Ocean...

No storm no damage to its body could stop it on its way

But the destination was still so far away

They had sailed for almost four months and four days...

Little Johnny he was a rock 'n' roll star from Tuscon, Arizona

And a wizard with the figures was Mister B

Ran a computer company

And Harry he was a tough marine

Who never fought a war

And I was the clown who dreamed a dream

Playing the guitar

So here we are

We've come so far

No longer pawns or stooges in the big game

We're aiming high

Reaching for the sky

Where the ocean ends

We'll find a new-born land

For everyone like you and I

We were bankers we were bosses

We were beggars and bums

Martyrs and millionaires

We were teachers we were preachers

Falling angels and monks

Gamblers and legionaires

We were winners and losers

Magicians and boozers

Sad eyed fools that meant no harm

And I was a clown who dreamed his dream

Playing the guitar

So here we are

We've come so far

No longer pawns or puppets in the rat race

We're aiming high

Reaching for the sky

Where the ocean ends

We'll find a new-born land

For everyone like you and I

So here we are

We've come so far

No longer pawns or stooges in the big game

We're aiming high

Reaching for the sky

Where the ocean ends

We'll find a new-born land

For everyone like you and I