There are times when you find Lobsters in a bucket Can't climb out Why won't they climb away Because other lobsters pull them down
Cherry pits and paper clips And people talking smack Giant squid will come right and pull Your train right off the tracks Mammoth broom swoops on down Sweeps you in a hole
Friends help eachother Any way they can When your up at bat They'll be your biggest fan When you're in a pit They'll pull you out of it It ain't wrong to write a song For all your friends to sing along
People too, me and you Can also be like lobsters in bucket It's all just one big mess Please don't be a lobster Friends are best
Making lunch for the baseball bunch while playing my violin Feeding bands to giant clams Then the fun begins Cantalopes and cowboy ropes, Hon those whittling skills
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