Now I’m on a dock at 12 o’clock, that’s midnight

Feet in a bucket now

Knees start to buckle now
Maybe I can reason with them
We can work it out

But when I felt that wet cement between my toes
I knew that I was seeing Davey Jones
But I thought that there might be a way out
But when that water hit my lungs I felt a twinge of doubt

And now I know that there’s no hope for me at all
There’s nothing underneath to break my fall
So goodbye
I guess this is what it feels like to die

I’m up in a private Learjet
Heading for The Netherlands, that’s Holland
Don’t mind the turbulence
The smiling flight attendant
Reassuring that we’re safe and sound

But when I saw her smile had turned into a frown
I knew that we were going to the ground
But I thought that there might be a way out
Then when that second engine blew I felt a twinge of doubt

And now I know that there’s no hope for me at all
There’s nothing underneath to break my fall
So goodbye
I guess this is what it feels like to die