You dream about going up there
Just look at the world around you
Such wonderful things surround you
Up on the shore they work all day
Out in the sun they slave away
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 their bowl
One day when the boss get hungry
Guess who's gon' be on the plate?
We what the land folks loves to cook
Under the sea we off the hook
They get the urge 'n' start to play
(Yeah)
Yeah, under the sea (Under the sea)
It's music to me (It's music to me)
What do they got? A lot of sand
