The seaweed is always greener 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 ARE you lookin' for?
Up on the shore they work all day Out in the sun they slave away
Down here all the fish are happy As off through the waves they roll The fish on the land ain't happy They sad 'cause they're in their bowl But fish in the bowl are lucky They in for a worser fate One day when the boss gets hungry Guess who's gon' be on the plate
We're what the land folks loves to cook Under the sea we're off the hook Even the sturgeon an' the ray They get the urge '' start to play
The fluke is the duke of soul An' oh that blowfish blow
What do they got? A lot of sand We got a hot crustacean band