Fathoms Below (Menken Alan)

I'll tell you a tale of the bottomless blue An' it's hey to the starboard, heave ho! Brave sailor, beware, 'cause a big 'uns a-brewin' Mysterious fathoms below! Heave ho! I'll sing you a song of the king of the sea An' it's hey to the starboard, heave ho! The ruler of all of the oceans is he In mysterious fathoms below! Fathoms below, below! From whence wayward westerlies blow! Where Triton is king And his merpeople sing In mysterious fathoms below! Isn't this perfection, Grimsby? Out on the open sea, surrounded by nothing But water Oh, yes, it's simply... delightful... The salt on your skin And the wind in your hair And the waves as they ebb and they flow! We're miles from the shore And guess what – I don't care! As for me, I'm about to heave ho! Back to work! I'll sing you a song of the king of the sea An' it's hey to the starboard, heave ho! The ruler of all of the oceans is he In mysterious fathoms below! King of the sea? Why, that's nautical nonsense – nothing but a Superstition! The king of the ocean gets angry An' when he gets angry, beware! I'm tellin' ya, lad, when King Triton is mad How the waves'll buck, rock to and fro! Hold on, good luck, as down you go! What is that? Do you hear something? Milord, please. Enough sea-faring! You've got to get back to court – To honor your father's dying wish and Take up his crown! That's not the life for me, Grimsby— There it is again! We ought to head back to shore, your majesty. Indeed, we should! Not while I'm captain. Now follow that voice! To the ends of the earth if We have to! Aye-aye, Captain! There's mermaids out there in the bottomless blue An' it's hey to the starboard, heave ho! Watch out for 'em, lad, or you'll go to your ruin Mysterious fathoms below!