This ship is now underwater
And the rats will never find their way back again
And my span, it gets shorter
(One, two, three)
And I don't appear to fit my skin anymore

Somewhere else descends the rain in western ways
Upon the echo of the day
Just the ebbing of the day

See how they hang 'em high
And slap each other's backs while the waters rise

Somewhere else descends thе rain in western ways
Upon the еcho of the day
Just the ebbing of the day

Walk the plank, abandon ship
Take it slow, don't lose your grip
Walk the plank and jump out of the fray

(I've got intellectual tinnitus
And the ship already sank
Learn to rage correctly
Push me further down the plank)

Walk the plank, abandon ship
(Up on deck)
Take it slow, don't lose your grip
(The pack descends upon the scraps)
Walk the plank and jump out of the fray
(But I'd rather walk the plank
Yes I'd rather walk the plank)

One, two, three