First you lift your foot, then you let yourself fall
Put on your mask for the fiasco ball
Your skin, your skin, your skin, caramel
Kid, you gotta lather up or you'll catch a cold
Kid, you gotta learn something or you won't earn anything
Your eye's twitching like the sun on the vast sea
Blue flair spills all over you
You spill way too much by accident
Your eye's twitching like the sun on the vast sea
If you're scared of the future
If you've got too much cash
If you're scared of the future
If you've got too much cash
Drown yourself in the pool
He's got a net and scoops it out
He churns it green and blue again
Such a cheeky pool-dirtier, pool-dirtier