Life As a Fish

First they say the angels sang, 

And then, The Big Bang

That was the first day, there's six more

From organisms to single cells, 

Mutate, to shells

Then mutate into spores

On dry land (Dry land!)

Where the living scream "die, man" (Die, man!)

Aww...

By the seventh day, He rested as He looked at them

Those made... those men

Guess it's safe to say that they don't know

Since they're not alone

And there's no dusk or dawn

As they never washed ashore

But, of course – what for?

Who cares what lies beyond?

On dry land (Dry land!)

Where the living scream "die, man" (Die, man!)

Aww...

They see our boats

And say, "Oh no, not them again"

And scream, "Swim – just swim..."

So while the federal buildings blow

{*explosion*} Below, 

Fish glow

How lovely that must be

You should'a listened to Jacques Costeau

Don't say

You know

Stop sending your trash to sea

Leave it on the dry land (Dry land!)

Where the living scream "die, man" (Die, man!)

Aww...

He made this world, 

Took it and gave it back again

And we learned...

Nothing...

Nothing. 

We... we learned nothing, right?