N*e*r*dLife As A Fish

First they say the angels sing and then the big bang
That was the first day, there's six more
From organisms to single cells mutate to shells
Then mutate into spores

On dry land
(Dry land)
Where the living scream "Die man"
(Die man)

By the seventh day
He rested as he looked at them
Those made, those men

Guess it's safe to say that they don't know
Since they not alone and there's no dusk or dawn
As they never washed ashore but of course what for
Who cares what lies beyond?

On dry land
(Dry land)
Where the living scream "Die man"
(Die man)

They see our bones and say, "Oh, no, not them again"
And scream "Swim, just swim"
So while the federal buildings blow, below, fish glow
How lovely that must be

You should've listened to Jacques Cousteau
Don't say, you know
Stop sending your trash to sea

Leave it on a dry land
(Dry land)
Where the living scream "Die man"
(Die man)

He made this world, took it and gave it back again
And we learned, nothing

Nothing, we learned, we learned nothing, right?