Paranoid - Davy Jones' Locker | Текст песни

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• Davy Jones' Locker

We're setting sail for a faraway land
For glory, for quest, for gold, for a full mug in me hand
We have no fear, but one foe we can't blow down
Ye batten down the hatches, ol' Davy wants us drowned

As far as eye could reach the sky is blackened
Far away from land we are forsaken
When lightning strikes it is far too late to flee
Our ship will perish in the raging sea

Another fifteen men on a dead man's chest
Drink your last rum and let the devil do the rest
If this is the day when we meet the pirate's woe
Then so be it! And to Davy Jones' Locker, to Davy Jones' Locker we go.

We faced so many foes, no one could strike us down
We plundered, pillaged, boarded ships, we drank all kinds o' rum
We took what we wanted and never had to wait
But in the end we are doomed to be shark bait

As far as eye could reach the sky is blackened
Far away from land we are forsaken
When lightning strikes it is far too late to flee
Our ship will perish in the raging sea

Another fifteen men on a dead man's chest
Drink your last rum and let the devil do the rest
If this is the day when we meet the pirate's woe
Then so be it! And to Davy Jones' Locker, to Davy Jones' Locker we go.