[Verse 1] I was there at the cattle fair Where lump fairies swear at glories Far beyond the fabric that she wears He said "Do ya want a chair?" I'd join him anywhere A hole in the ground In this theater I found Jack C.'s infernal horde They caper, they banter Forming human pyramids All to please Their infernal Lord
[Chorus] Ohh-whoa-whoa! His name is Jacques Cousteau Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa! Above sea and below, I know I know you know And there he goes And there he goes He goes and grows And there he goes Aboard the Calypso!
[Verse 2] The foam beside, and a burly sea to ride All spell goodness for the master Of the whirling pimple tides He tried and fried until the rusted hinges sighed And then he stepped inside! He found her there Swimming in her seaweed hair Looking vaguely like a lover who had Hung herself with underwear Phosphorescent green and the sex-act made obscene In Jacques' galleon of hatred This wrinkled Frenchman is a living god!
[Chorus] Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa! His name is Jacques Cousteau Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa! Above sea and below, you know I know you know I know you know Hey, there he goes He goes and grows Oh gosh, he knows Aboard the Calypso!
Cousteau, you know Where the dying dolphins go And the wasteland ever growing Never slowing 'til it's far below Put it on your TV show And let the humans know!
[Spoken] My son, Pierre, diving through the icy waters of the North Atlantic. Searching, searching. He found death. Torn to pieces by rabid penguinsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
