Thalassocracy

Wait, it isn't so great

Since you learned karate chop, chop, chop, chop, chop

You're walking machs and I'm just

Swimming in the slop, slop, slop, slop, slop

You wave your wand at me and

Make me dance flip-flop, flip-flop, flip

I want to sing for you and

Make your head go pop, pop, pop, pop, pop

The Inuit man

Had not so much a Caesar

He had provision

Say, you're spraying in the windy

And I'm just pissing off, off, off, off, off

I'm literally deaf down here from

Your canned philosoph-soph-soph-soph

Softly, can you hear me?

Through the sucking of your quaff, quaff, quaff, quaff, quaff

I'm Thalassocracy and you're just Romanov-ov-ov

The Inuit man

Had not so much a Caesar

He had provision