Under the sea
The seaweed is always greener 
In somebody else’s lake 
You dream about going up there 
But that is a big mistake 
Just look at the world around you 
Right here on the ocean floor 
Such wonderful things around you 
What more is you lookin’ for?

Under the sea, under the sea 
Darling, 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 devoting 
Full time to floating 
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 ‘cos 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 gonna be on the plate

What, no! 
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 sea 
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 and start to play 
We got the spirit, you got to hear it 
Under the sea

The newt play the flute 
The carp play the harp 
The plaice play the bass 
And they sounding sharp 
The bass play the brass 
The chub play the tub 
The fluke is the duke of soul 
The ray, he can play 
The ling’s on the strings 
The trout rocking out 
The black fish he sings 
The smelt and the sprat 
They know where it’s at 
And oh, that blowfish blow 

Under the sea, under the sea 
Under the sea, under the sea 
When the sardine begin the beguine 
It’s music to me 
What do they got? lotta sand 
We got a hot [bad word] band 

Each little clam here know how to jam here 
Under the sea 
Each little slug here cutting [bad word] here
Under the sea 

Each little snail here know how to wail here 
That’s why it’s hotter 
Under the water 
We are in luck here 
Down in the muck here 
Under the sea