The seaweed is always greener In somebody else's lake
You dream about goin' 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 you lookin' for?
Under the sea, under the sea
Darlin, it's better down where it's wetter.
Take it from me Up on the shore they work all day
Out in the sun they slave away While we devotin' full time to floatin' under
the sea
Down here all the fish is happy As off through the waves they roll
The fish on the land ain't happy They sad 'cause they in the bowl
But fish in the bowl is lucky They in for a worser fate
One day when the boss get hungry Guess who gon'be on the plate
Under the sea, under the sea
Nobody beat us, fry us, and eat us in fricassee We what the land folks loves to cook
Under the sea we off the hook We got no troubles, life is the bubbles
Under the sea, under the sea
Since life is sweet here We got the beat here naturally
Even the sturgeon and the ray They get the urge 'n' start to play
We got the spirit, you got to hear it under the sea
The newt play the flute The carpe play the harp
The plaice play the bass And they soundin' sharp
The bass play the brass The chub play the tub
The fluke is the duke of soul That ray he can play
The lings on the strings The trout rockin' out
The blackfish, she sings The smelt and the sprat, they know where it's
at And oh, that blowfish blow
What do they got -- a lot of sand We got a hot crustacean band
Each little clam here know how to jam here Under the sea