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    Mariner's Revenge, The

    by The Decemberists
    We are two mariners, our ships' sole survivors
    In this belly of a whale
    Its ribs our ceiling beams, its guts our carpeting
    I guess we have some time to kill

    You may not remember me, I was a child of three
    And you a lad of eighteen
    But I remember you and I will relate to you
    How our histories inter- weave

    At the time you were a rake and a rousta- bout
    Spending all your money on the whores and hounds, oh

    You had a charming air, all cheap and debonair
    My widowed mother found so sweet
    And so she took you in, her sheets still warm with him
    Now filled with filth and foul disease

    As time wore on you proved a dead-ridden drunken mess
    Leaving my mother a poor consumptive wretch, oh

    And then you dissapeared, your gambling arrears
    The only thing you left be- hind
    And then the magistrate reclaimed our small estate
    And my poor mother lost her mind

    Then one day in spring my dear sweet mother died
    But before she did I took her hand as she dying cried, oh

    Chorus
    "Find him, bind him
    Tie him to a pole and break his
    Fingers to splinters
    Throw him to a hole until he
    Wakes up naked
    Clawing at the ceiling of his grave"


    It took me fifteen years to swallow all my tears
    Among the urchins in the street
    Until a priory took pity and hired me
    To keep their vestry nice and neat

    But never once in the employ of these holy men
    Did I ever once stir my mind from the thought of revenge, oh

    One night I overheard the prior exhanging words
    With a penitent whaler from the sea
    The captain of his ship who matched you toe to tip
    Was known for wanton cruelty

    The following day I shipped to sea with a privateer
    And in the whistle of the wind I could almost hear, oh

    Chorus

    There is one thing that I must say to you
    As you sail across the sea
    Always your mother will watch over you
    As you avenge this wicked deed"

    (Interlude:)
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    And then that fateful night we had you in our sight
    After twenty months at sea
    Your starboard flank a beam, I was getting my muskets clean
    when came this rumbling from beneath

    The ocean stirred the sky went black and the captain quailed
    And before us grew the angry jaws of a giant whale, oh

    Don't know how I survived, the crew all was chewed alive
    I must have slipped between his teeth
    But oh what providence, what divine intelligence
    That you should survive as well as me

    It gives my heart great joy to see your eyes fill with fear
    So lean in close and I will whisper the last words you'll hear, oh

    (Outro:)
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