I Yam What I Yam

(Sound of a heavy anchor dropping)

(Deep, gravelly voice)

Yeah... Long Beach to the shipyard.

Beach Banger Records.

You know the signature.

Fleischer Studios drew the blueprint.

I’m the original heavy-hitter.

Pop the tin. Let’s go.

I’m Popeye the Sailor, I’m heavy on the dock

Keep the anchor on my chain, got the harbor on lock

I was born in the ink, '33, Fleischer’s pen

If you’re looking for a hero, better look at me again

I don’t need no hollow tips, I don’t need no heavy steel

Just a green leafy vegetable to keep the vision real

I’m a menace on the barge, call me Captain of the fleet

Keep the pipe in my jaw while I’m stomping through the street.

I’m Popeye the Sailor Man (The Sailor Man!)

Catch me rolling in the tugboat, sticking to the plan

I’m Popeye the Sailor Man (The Sailor Man!)

Blow the whistle, pop the tin, catch me if you can

Toot-toot!

Olive Oyl on my arm, that’s my ride or die queen

Bluto lurking in the shadows, trying to intervene

He’s a big-bodied bully, think he’s running the block

’Til I hit the spinach stash—then I’m cleaning his clock

Got the anchors on my forearms, ink deep in the skin

Whatever scrap we get into, you know who’s gonna win

One punch, send him flying through the cinematic frame

Write it down in the credits, put respect on the name.

(Beat slows down, heavy reverb on the vocals)

They call it a theme song, I call it a war cry

From the screen to the streets, under the open sky

Since the days of the radio, I been the main man

Fleischer wrote the lyrics, put the power in my hand

I Yam what I Yam, that’s the code I’m living by

Never back down, never let a brother die.

I’m navigating waters where the sharks like to play

But I’m the biggest predator at the end of the day

Swe'Pea in the back, yeah he’s part of the crew

Teaching him the ropes, showing what a king should do

I’m a legend in the port, I’m a ghost in the mist

You don’t want to feel the weight of this tattooed fist

From the LBC docks to the edges of the map

I’m the OG Sailor putting spinach on the rap.

I’m Popeye the Sailor Man (The Sailor Man!)

Catch me rolling in the tugboat, sticking to the plan

I’m Popeye the Sailor Man (The Sailor Man!)

Blow the whistle, pop the tin, catch me if you can

Toot-toot!

Forty-seven years in the game, like a VIP shop

I’m the anchor of the culture, and I’m never gonna drop

Like a West Coast classic, I’m timeless and true

Signature theme song, written just for the few

Who know the struggle of the wait and the power of the soul

When the waves get high and the thunder starts to roll

I just squeeze the iron can, let the strength overflow

I’m the one and only Popeye, everywhere I go.

(Sound of a steam whistle)

Yeah.

Signature theme.

Fleischer Studios. 1933 to infinity.

Still here. Still popping.

Beach Banger Records.

I Yam what I Yam.

Toot-toot.