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 in my skin anymore

Somewhere else descends the rainy western waves
Upon the echo of the day
Just the echo of the day

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


Somewhere else descеnds the rainy western wavеs
Upon the echo of the day
Just the echo 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

[Unint. muttering]

Walk the plank, abandon ship
(Unint.)
Take it slow, don’t lose your grip
(Unint.)
Walk the plank and jump out of the fray
(Unint.)

One, two, three