When I am on the dry land
I'm an ordinary guy
Working in an ordinary
Boring 9 to 5

But when I'm on the ocean
With the sea-spray in my face
I'm a fiery, diving, rum-soaked
Salvage-ninja on the case!

And I will Dive! Dive! Dive!
For all the treasure in the sea
In Davey-Jones' locker
What you find is what you keep
If the sea sees fit to wreck it
I'll dive right down there and check it
At the bottom of the sea
UNESCO's got no hold on me

When I'm in the inky black
My harpoon in my hand
My thoughts are with the gold below
They never stray to land

The rocks I'll smash
The sharks I'll catch
The booty there to claim
My war is with the ocean
'Gainst the sea I play my game!

And I'll Dive! Dive! Dive!
For all the treasure in the sea
In Davey-Jones' locker
What you find is what you keep
If the sea sees fit to wreck it
I'll dive right down there and check it
At the bottom of the sea
UNESCO's got no hold on me

Temple, sea lab, Saxon horde
Ancient Shipwreck - loot them all
Harpoons, snorkels, diving bells
Are my idea of living well

Steel your will, stiff upper lip
Say your farewells and off you chip
Don your mask and diving suit
And swim below for some Deep Loot

And Dive! Dive! Dive!
For all the treasure in the sea
In Davey-Jones' locker
What you find is what you keep
If the sea sees fit to wreck it
I'll dive right down there and check it
At the bottom of the sea
UNESCO's got no hold on me