Samuel E. Wright - Under The Sea
The seaweed is always greener In somebody elses lake
You dream about going 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
Darling its better down where its wetter
Take it from me
Up on the shore they work all day
Out in the sun they slave away
While were devoting full time to floating
Under the sea, ha ha...
Down here all the fish is happy
As after the waves they roll
The fish on the land aint happy
They sad cause they in the bowl
But fish in the bowl is lucky
Theyre in for a worser fate
One day when the boss get hungry
Guess who goin be on the plate?
Wo-no, under the sea
Under the sea nobody beat us,
fry us and eat us In frickazee
We what the land folks loves to cook
Under the sea we off the hook
Weve got no troubles,
life is the bubbles under the sea
Since life is sweet here,
we got the beat here
Naturally (naturally-ee-ee)
Even the sturgeon and the ray
They get the urge and start to play
Weve got the spirit,
youve got to hear it Under the sea
The lute play the flute The carp play the harp
The plaice play the bass
and they soundin sharp
The bass play the brass The chub play the tub
The fluke is the duke of soul
The ray, he can play
the lings on the strings
The trout acting out
The blackfish he sings
The smelt and the sprat
They know where its at
And oh, that blowfish blow
Yeah, under the sea
Under the sea
When the sardine begin the beguine
Its music to me
What do they got,
a lot of sand?
Weve got a hot crustacean band
Each little clam here know
how to jam here under the sea
Each little slug here
cutting a rag here
Under the sea
Each little snail here
know how to wail here
Thats why its hotter
under the water Yeah, we in luck here
down under the muck here Under the sea
