I OWN NO RIGHTS TO THIS SONG. ALL CREDIT TO THE DEVIL MAKES THREE AND THIER LABEL!
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Lyrics:
Your mumbling words
But I can't hear anymore
You're totally entertained
That i am absolutely bored
To the sharks with your conversation
And see what they say
As you're thrown overboard
And disappear into the waves
Down to Neptune's kingdom
Where in the ink blakc drink
Octopus bartenders
You can hear the mermaids sing
That'll teach you all to disobey
Here's a one-way ticket to your watery grave
And we say:
To all our enimies, 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 wont be praying for you so dont be praying ,
dont be praying for me.
Keel haul the prisoners unitl their skin turns green
Let the salts fo 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 enimies, 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 wont be praying for you so dont be praying ,
dont be praying for me.