Do away with your paper Postage stamps Shove me in a bottle and We'll set sail across the sea And as our boat floats past The crashing waves You'll do what you want with me You'll throw me out And hope I don't come back And as the schools of fish And the stingrays pass I won't be scared of no shark attack And you'll always wonder If I cracked And who's to blame In these twisted times The sharks are in the waters But the fish feel fine And I still enjoy The stories they tell of life And in this place I forgot how to shave I grew my fins And I met a mermaid And at night We swam around And laughed at things we loved And the whale sang On and on and on and on and on