This ship is now under water
And the rats will never find their way back again
And my span, it gets shorter (1, 2, 3)
And I don't appear to my 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 the rain in western ways
Upon the echo 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

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

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

(1, 2, 3)