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)