“The rhythm is what our band is about." Says Pete Bernhard: Guitarist, Front Man. The Devil Makes Three are quite possibly the best band that you have never heard of. They have been constantly on tour, selling out dates across the country and in their neck of the woods on the West Coast drawing near capacity crowds nightly. This is all word of mouth. Over the years, the Devil Makes Three have garnered fans the old school way, playing a city, making friends, conquering fans and moving on.
Laced with elements of ragtime, blues, country, folk and rockabilly, the critically praised, drummer-less trio - consisting of Vermont native, guitarist/front man Pete Bernhard, stand-up bassist Lucia Turino and guitarist Cooper McBean, also of rural Vermont - brings forth a genuine approach to acoustic music. The sound is deeply steeped in rhythm and alive with three part harmonies, while keeping a slightly punk aesthetic to their music and especially their live shows.
Note: the following songs belong to a different band with the same name, a small local metal band from Northern Ireland:
A Lesson Unlearnt
Dead
Feed the Greed
Heaven Descent
The Plank
The Devil Makes Three Lyrics
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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
And 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
Kill all those prisoners until their skin turns green
Let the salts of the ocean wash them skeleton 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
The Devil Makes Three's song "The Plank" is nothing short of a raucous anthem to rebellion and vengeance on one's enemies. The song begins with the singer growing tired of a conversation and turns to a punishment he finds befitting of those who have betrayed or disagreed with him. It is a punishment he believes is best suited for their disobedience- the "plank". The plank is a common practice employed in pirate culture where a person is forced to walk a plank over the edge of the ship, leading to certain death in the open water. The singer emphasizes the punishment, saying that a person's destiny is predetermined, wishing upon them the fate of death by the mightier sharks of the sea.
The second verse speaks of a nautical underworld of sorts - Neptune's Kingdom - where even bartenders are octopuses and mermaids are heard singing in the background. It highlights the gruesome demise of the person as they are sent down to the locker of Davy Jones, so-called because it is the place where the drowned collect. The singer lets go of all morals and desires for forgiveness, wishing them a peaceful rest in the sleep of fishes. The last verse paints a picture of the crew rowing away from the sinking ship and bellowing their song to their enemies, comforting themselves for any thoughts of remembrance or prayer with the knowledge that their enemies will not remember them either.
Line by Line Meaning
You're mumbling words
You're speaking incoherently
But I can't hear anymore
I've stopped listening to you
You're totally entertained
You're enjoying yourself
That I am absolutely bored
But I'm completely uninterested
To the sharks with your conversation
I'd rather feed you to the sharks than talk to you
And see what they say
Let's find out what the sharks think of you
As you're thrown overboard
When you're pushed off the ship
And disappear into the waves
And you sink below the surface of the water
Down to Neptune's kingdom
You'll be sent to the god of the sea's realm
And the ink-black drink
To drink the dark, murky water
Octopus bartenders
Serving sea creatures like octopuses are your new bartenders
You can hear the mermaids sing
And the mythical creatures known as mermaids will be singing
That'll teach you all to try and disobey
This is a lesson for anyone who tries to go against us
Here's a one-way ticket to your watery grave
We're sending you on a one-way trip to your death at the bottom of the sea
To all our enemies, we'll see you in hell
We'll meet you in hell after this confrontation
We're gonna walk 'em off the plank into the wishing well
We'll force you off the ship and into the well to make a wish
Down to Davy Jones' Locker where the fishes sleep
You'll be sent to the bottom of the sea where the fish rest
I won't be praying for you so don't be praying for me
I won't be asking for forgiveness for this, so don't expect me to pray for you either
Kill all those prisoners until their skin turns green
We'll kill all the prisoners until their skin begins to rot
Let the salts of the ocean wash them skeleton clean
And let the ocean salt cleanse their bones
Raise up those oars and let them fall
Row the boat with strength and let the oars slam into the water
As the wind steadily sings you can hear the crew call:
As we sail forward with the wind in our sails, the crew can be heard singing
Contributed by Keira R. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@miguelporto4520
You're mumbling words
But I can't hear anymore
You're totally entertained
But 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
And 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
Kill all those prisoners until their skin turns green
Let the salts of the ocean wash them skeleton 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
@thedesertofthereel.1321
I never knew I loved country music this much. I feel like it was made for me. Good lord it's so good.
@growl326
This is why country music gets a bad rep. This is to country as, Hank Williams Jr is to pop. Time to expand your vocab, Devils Makes Three winds up in Cabaret, Austin Americana, Dark Folk for me. Those obviously are all made up, like your categorization of country.
@growl326
I don't want to promote another band on this fantastic song. But I feel the urge to expand you're horizons since you think this is country. Check out Peculiar Pretzel Man and tell me it's country music too.
@HFRG-zq1qm
This is not country, this is bluegrass, and bluegrass is to country as dethklok is to springsteen.
@Danocaster89
@HFRG-zq1qm this isn't Bluegrass at all. Call it Americana, or even folk-punk, but it isn't bluegrass.
@angusfraser-brown1663
@@Danocaster89 HFRG-zq1qm It has roots in bluegrass along with blues, folk, country, jazz, old time, ragtime (collectively called americana) (taken directly from their page)
@kevlar5150
God, I remember the best show I've ever seen in my life. It was in Santa Cruz, at The Barn on High Street. The Devil Makes Three played after The Eligible Bachelors. Unbelievable! The place was packed and the sound was great. I will always remember that show.
@Nokturnaldeath
kevlar5150 no shit born in sc, currently mtn view 666
@einherjar1390
Love the way he says "Octopus bartenders"
@SpearFisher85
Me too!!!! My favorite part! The mental visuals of this song are awesome 😎