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 interweave       At the time you were    A rake and a roustabout    Spending all your money    On the whores and hounds    Oh Ohhhhh       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 debt-ridden drunken mess    Leaving my mother    A poor consumptive wretch    Oh Ohhhhh       And then you disappeared    Your gambling arrears    The only thing you left behind       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 Ohhhhh       "Find him, bind him    Tie him to a pole and break    His fingers to splinters    Drag him to a hole until he    Wakes up naked    Clawing at the ceiling    Of his grave    *sigh*"       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, turn my mind    From the thought of revenge    Oh Ohhhhh       One night I overheard    The prior exchanging words    With a penitent whaler from the sea       The captain of his ship    Who matched you toe to tip    Was known for a wanton cruelty       The following day    I shipped to sea    With a privateer       And in the whistle    Of the wind    I could almost hear...    Oh Ohhhhh       "Find him, bind him    Tie him to a pole and break    His fingers to splinters    Drag him to a hole until he    Wakes up naked    Clawing at the ceiling    Of his grave       "There is one thing I must say to you    As you sail across the sea    Always, your mother will watch over you    As you avenge this wicked deed"       [haunting, sailor-esque musical interlude lead by mandolin, accordion and tuba]       And then that fateful night    We had you in our sight    After twenty months at sea       Your starboard flank abeam    I was getting my muskets clean    When came this rumbling from beneath       The ocean shook    The sky went black    And the captain quailed       And before us grew    The angry jaws    Of a giant whale       [instrumental noise]    oh ohhhhhhhhhh    [screaming]    ohhhhh    [screaming]       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    Ohh Ohhhhh