Just for fun--

Here is what I imagine happening. The scene had been filmed and all. Someone decided for the sort of "soundscape" of it that some rowing song need be recorded. The sound designer had no talents in that regard, however, but reasoned that there'd be so much other sound going on that it wouldn't matter what was said.

So one of the sound editing guys scratched down four lines on a piece of paper 3-4 guys huddled around the paper and, without rehearsal, followed the lead of the writer -- who could only awkwardly force the tune of "Ring around the rosie" onto his "composition."

It started with "a dead whale or a stove boat." Then he had to make something rhyme with that, either using "float" or "boat." Keep in mind, he is just the sound editor and doesn't really know anything about the topic, so he calls a harpoon a "spear."

For his third line, he digs *deep* :) into his imagination of what "old" maritime poetry "must have" been like, and comes up with the drivel of "raging through the churning tide/brine." "ugh," he thinks, "this is exhausting -- now to come up with a rhyme to brine." Oh yeah, "thine" sounds like a pretty old word (even if it makes little sense)! "Yeah, wasn't there one of them Quaker guys in it...who talks all funny like that?" Either that or the sound guys are sitting around just rapping about their job: "The overtime [pay] is so divine!"

The end result is recorded in a strange interpretation of "unison" and in an oddly bratty sounding American kid's accent ... with their best attempt at sounding "harsh", but sounding like one of those latter-day "pop punk band" singers from the West Coast...the kind you hear people doing skateboarding tricks to...

Listening to the end result, late at night, it sounded like Satan was living in my computer.