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 killies,
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
Two oxygen, two hydrogen one oxygen,
Oh H20, oh 02,
I breathe both without you
H20, oh O2,
I breathe both without you
