Under
the Sea
The seaweed is always greener
In somebody else’s lake
You dream about goin’ up there
But that is a big mistake
Just look at the world around you
Right here on the ocean floor
Such wonderful things surround
you
What more is you lookin’ for
Under the sea, under the sea
Darlin’ it’s better
Down where it’s wetter,
Take it from me
Up on the shore they work all day
Out on the sun they slave away
While we’re devotin’
Full time on floatin’
Under the sea
Down here all the fish is happy
As off though the waves dey roll
The fish on the land ain’t happy
They sad because they in the bowl
But fish in the bowl is lucky
They infor a worser fate
One day when the boss get hungry
Guess who goin’ be on the plate
Under the sea, under the sea
Nobody heat us
Fry us and eat us in fricasee
We what the land folks love to
cook
Under the sea we off the hook
We got no troubles life in the
bubbles
Under the sea, under the sea
Since life is sweet here
We got the beat here naturally
Even the strugeon an’ the ray
They got the large an’ start to
play
We got the spirit
You got to hear it under the sea
The newt play the flute
The carp play the harp
The plaice play the brass
The chub play the tub
The fluke is the duke of the soul
They ray he can play
He lings on the strings
He trout ruckin’ out
The blackfish she sings
The smelt and the spreat
They know where it’s at
An’ Oh. That blowfish blow
Under the sea
Under the sea, under the sea
When the sardine
Begin the begline it’s music to
me
What do they got, a lot of sand
We got a hot crusteacen band
Fach little clam here
Know how to jam here under the
sea
Fach little slung here
Clutin’ a rug here under the sea
Fach little snail here
Know how to wail here
That’s why it’s hotter under the
water
Ya we in luck here
Down in the much here under the
sea.
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