As always, I qoute the wise.

The seaweed is always greener
In somebody else's lake


Up on the shore they work all day
Out in the sun they slave away
While we devotin'
Full time to floatin'

Down here all the fish is happy
As off through the waves they roll
The fish on the land ain't happy
They sad 'cause they in their bowl
But fish in the bowl is lucky
They in for a worser fate
One day when the boss get hungry
Guess who's gon' be on the plate


We got no troubles
Life is the bubbles
Under the sea

Since life is sweet here
We got the beat here
Naturally
We got the spirit
You got to hear it
Under the sea

That's why it's hotter
Under the water
Ya we in luck here
Down in the muck here
Under the sea

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