The salt in the swill, it builds around me
And as for the villains, it burns up holes in the soles
Of all the dirty feet, yeah burn ‘em up to smithereens
The water is stained with oranges and greens
Mosquito planes and the names of prehistoric submarines
All in smithereens
They were battered by the bruisers of the neighborhood
The neighborhood, they try to break the shells
Oh the neighborhood, the neighborhood, they try to break the shells
And they'll go seining amongst the krill and all the k**ies
Oh, while entertaining thoughts of fishing me out
But I am amphibian, oh what a lucky state to be in
When you try to push me in
Or pull me out to dry up on the shore
Oh, 2 oxygens, 2 hydrogen, 1 oxygen
Oh, H20, oh 02, I breathe both without you
H20, oh 02, I breathe both without you