The salt and the swill,
it builds bridges 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
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 we'll do seining amongst the krill and all the k**ies,
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.
2 oxygen, 2 hydrogen 1 oxygen,
oh H20, oh 02,
I breathe both without you.
H20, oh O2, I breathe both without you.