The Patron Saint of Smooth — for Dale
The Roast · Yacht Rock
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The Roast · Yacht Rock
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Verse 1
Those Sperrys hit the dock in '87 and they never left his feet,
Dale swears there's still some life in them — the leather would compete,
He's logged ten thousand nautical miles in shoes that predate grunge,
The soles are held by memory, good faith, and one last plunge.
Chorus
Crank it up, Steely Dan — it's Saturday again,
Same volume, same garage, same songs since who knows when,
Dale's got a system, Dale's got a PLAN,
The Patron Saint of Smooth, the last Yacht Rock man.
Verse 2
He fired up the grill on open water, swordfish on the grate,
Spoken Word
Black smoke hit the marina, every captain sealed their fate,
The alarm rang out from slip to slip, the harbor master ran,
And he just flipped the fish and said, "she's almost done, my man."
He's never once apologized, he's never felt the shame,
The swordfish was DELICIOUS — and the marina's still to blame.
Bridge
He's got the boat shoes, got the Becker,
Got a thermostat he'll fight you to protect, sir,
Got opinions on your knots, your chart, your line —
Break
…and somehow, every single time, he's RIGHT.
Final Chorus
Crank it up, Steely Dan — it's Saturday again,
Same volume, same garage, same songs since who knows when,
Dale's got a system, Dale's got a PLAN,
The Patron Saint of Smooth, the last Yacht Rock man,
And God, I hope I'm half the captain when I can.
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