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 he looking for?
Under the sea, under the sea
Up on the shore to work all day
Out in the sun you slave away
While we devote 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're sad cause they ain't a bull
But fish in the bowl is lucky
They ain't full, or worse their fate
One day when the fox get hungry
Guess who gone be on my plate
Under the sea, under the sea
I sense life is sweet here,
We be what the land folks
Under the sea, we are the hook
We got no trouble, life is the bubbles
The blues play the flute,
And the flute gets the duke of soul
The smelt and the spread,
And all that blowfish blood
When the sardines begin to begin
We got a hockey station band
Each little clam, you know how to jam it
Each little splunk, you're cut in a rucket
Yeah, I'll never see you again