The Plank Lyrics - The Devil Makes Three

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You're mumbling words
But I can't hear anymore
You're totally entertained
That I'm absolutley bored
To the sharks with your conversation
And see what they say
As you're thrown overboard
And dissapear into the waves

Down in Neptune's kingdom
Where they make black drinks
Octopus bartenders
You can hear the mermaids sing
That'll teach you all to try and disobey
Here's a one-way ticket to your watery grave
And we say:

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 Jones' Locker where the fishes sleep
I won't be praying for you so don't be praying for me
To all our enemies, we'll see you in hell
We're gonna walk 'em off the plank into the wishing well
Down to Davey Jones' Locker where the fishes sleep
I won't be praying for you so don't be praying, don't be praying for me

Kill all those prisoners until their skin turns green
Let the salts of the ocean wash those skeletons clean
Raise up those oars and let them fall
As the wind steadily sings you can hear the crew call

To all our enemies, I'll see you in hell
We're gonna walk 'em off the plank into the wishing well
Down to Davey Jones' Locker where the fishes sleep
Won't be praying for you so don't be praying for me
To all our enemies, I'll see you in hell
We're gonna walk 'em off the plank into the wishing well
Down to Davey Jones' Locker where the fishes sleep
I won't be praying for you, so don't be praying, don't be praying for me

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