Album Name : The Devil Makes Three
Release Date : 2002-11-01
Song Duration : 2:26
Devil Makes Three The Plank
You're mumbling words that I can't hear any more
You're totally entertained but I'm absolutely bored
To the sharks with your conversations see what they say
You're thrown overboard and disappear into the waves
Down to Neptune's kingdom in the ink-black drink
Octopus bartenders, you can hear the mermaids sing
That'll teach you all to disobey
Heres a one way ticket to your watery grave
And we sing
To all our enemies, we'll see you in hell
We're gonna walk'em off the plank into the wishing well
Down to Davy Jone's locker where the fishes sleep
Wont be praying for you, so don't be praying for me, oh
To all our enemies, we'll see you in hell
We're gonna walk'em off the plank into the wishing well
Down to Davy Jone's locker where the fishes sleep
Wont be praying for you, so don't be praying for me, oh
Kill all the prisoners till their skin turns green
Let the sops of the ocean wash their skeletons clean
Raise up the chores and let them fall
As the wind steady sings you can hear the crew call
To all our enemies, we'll see you in hell
We're gonna walk'em off the plank into the wishing well
Down to Davy Jone's locker where the fishes sleep
Wont be praying for you, so don't be praying for me, oh
