The seaweed is always greener
In somebody else’s 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 it’s better
Down where it’s wetter.
Take it from me.
Up on the shore they work all day.
Out in the sun they slave away.
While we devotin’ full time to floatin’
Under the sea.
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 the bowl.
But fish in the bowl is lucky,
They in for a worser fate.
One day when the boss get hungry,
Guess who gon’ be on the plate?
Under the sea,
Under the sea.
Nobody beat us,
Fry us and eat us
In fricasee.
We what the land folks loves to cook.
Under the sea we off the hook.
We got no troubles
Life is the bubbles
Under the sea.
Under the sea.
Since life is sweet here
We got the beat here
Naturally.
Even the sturgeon an’ the ray
They get the urge
‘n 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 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 ling’s on the strings.
The trout rockin’ out.
The blackfish she sings.
The smelt and the sprat
They know where it’s at.
An’ oh, that blowfish blow.
Under the sea.
Under the sea.
When the sardine
Begin the beguine
It’s music to me.
What do they got, a lot of sand?
We got a hot crustacean band.
Each little clam here
Know how to jam here
Under the sea.
Each little slug here
Cutting a rug here
Under the sea.
Each 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!