Broke — текст песни (September When)

If the sea was as calm as my mother
And my boat was as big as a ship
If we all could care a bit more for each other
Then we might all go on that trip
I don`t have time to explain this
But you would soon get the feel
I have enough with myself to look after
`cos I am so poor I could steal
I`m talking serious poverty
I don`t want this to sound like a joke
Don`t ask me if I`m coming out
`cos you know that I`m broke