Lletres: The Devil Makes Three. The Plank.

You're mumbling words but I can't hear anymore
you're totally entertained but I am absolutely bored
to the sharks with your conversation see what they say
as 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 try and disobey
now here's a one way ticket to your watery grave

and we say:

To all the enemies I'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 prayin' for you so don't be prayin' for me (x2)

Kill all those prisoners until their skin turns green
let the salts of the ocean wash them skeleton clean
raise up them oars and let them fall
as the wind steady sings you can hear the crew call oh

To all the enemies I'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 prayin' for you so don't be prayin' for me (x2)