Check out "The Plank" by The Devil Makes Three, an official audio track from their 2002 self-titled album. This track exemplifies the band's unique blend of Americana, folk, and punk with its infectious rhythm and vivid lyrics. "The Plank" stands as a memorable piece from their debut album, capturing the raw and dynamic energy that defines The Devil Makes Three's early sound.

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Lyrics:
You're 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 black drink
Octopus bartenders
You can hear the mermaids sing
That'll teach you all to try and disobey
Here's a one-way ticket to your watery grave
And we say
To all our enemies, 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 won't be praying for you, so don't be praying for me
To all our enemies, 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 won't be praying for you, so don't be praying
Don't be praying for me
Keel hauls the prisoners until their skin turns green
Let the salts of 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 enemies, 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 won't be praying for you, so don't be praying for me
To all our enemies, 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 won't be praying for you, so don't be praying
Don't be praying for me

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