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Help Wanted
04:40
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The very first breath
You take when you wake
Is kinda like
Breakin' from a sea of dreams
You come up gasping for air
With stars in your hair
Waking up and knowing it's magic
Living in the Epipelagic
Gotta look my best for today
Feed my snail, and pay my rent
Feeling bioluminescent
Even Coriolis knows the way
Yanno I dreamt I saw a man
He bent down on one knee
And said, "Hey, little boy"
"Beware your wandering eye"
I told him, "Kind sir, I will"
It gave me a little chill
Waking up and knowing it's magic
Living in the Epipelagic
Gotta look my best for today
Feed my snail, and pay my rent
Feeling bioluminescent
Even Coriolis knows the way
They need me
I'm ready
I'm nervous
I'm sweating
To cook is
my calling
I'm running
I'm falling
Believe me
Believe me
I've got to
flip patties
You need me
You need me
I'm ready
I'm ready
Well, almost
Mister Sun deliver your magic
I'm living in the Epipelagic
Never felt so close to my dream
With some luck and some perfect weather
This could be the best day ever
Everything is music under the sea
I'm hungry
I'm thirsty
I'm shrinking
I'm bursting
I'm breathing
I'm crying
I'm flying
and flying
I've got this
I know it
C'mon Sponge
Don't blow it
There's sparks and
Confetti
I'm ready
I'm ready
I'm ready!
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2. |
Bubblestand
02:43
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Step up, right up
a buck for a blup
A bloop's a bit more but who's to split coral
Let's spit floral decor it's more to learn the swirl
I won't judge if you borrow a quarter dollar or four
It's more important that you join the sport n'
find your joy in the bubbles buoyant chortlin'
I mean it, I'm not here to break even
I want you to see and believe in this magic that one can perceive in
a dip, some lips, and a breathe-in
Hold up
I need to hear the whole plot clear
are you saying I'm paying for magic--and it's all real?
NEPTUNE'S BEARD! I'd pour out my pocket, wallet, all of it
if I had any to spare
Last time I cared to square my fungibles
was barely a day ago I spent a hundred bills
on paraphernalia pertaining mainly to stomach-based hysteria
ie: I spent all my money on food
I was craving a good chew and my tummy was all screwed
A bubble's shaped like a friend
I make 'em to remind me of the love that never ends
So if ya let me extend
my hand from the bubblestand, we could all ascend
A bubble's shaped like a friend
I make 'em to remind me of the love that never ends
So if ya let me extend
my hand from the bubblestand, we could all ascend
Wowie!
I'm only now seeing this cloud dream and it screams loudly
like popping straight up from the algae
Take a look around, start lounging
Soapy animals so meandrous, bouncing proudly
I think I heaped too many weeks in the sleeper
Deep sleeps piqued peeks of the saltpeter
In dreams it's used as mortar
Running low on cash flow, I meant to come up less shorter
So keep it on the down low but... Spongebob, could I borrow a quarter?
Sure, Pat! No prob'!
Overlap of cash-back like peas in a pod
Decieving facade,
even metal from my own wallet must be tested for fraud
Seems spot on
I see you're struggling for clear bubbling but don't fret yet,
I've got plots for unmuddling
Just a quarter for a lesson, short-changed? I've got blessings
Hot potato quarter quick passing and testing
The first lesson is watch closely there's no messing
First you do this, then this, then this, then this,
then bring it around town and then
A bubble's shaped like a friend
I make 'em to remind me of the love that never ends
So if ya let me extend
my hand from the bubblestand, we could all ascend
A bubble's shaped like a friend
I make 'em to remind me of the love that never ends
So if ya let me extend
my hand from the bubblestand, we could all ascend
Float away
Sleepin' on a bubble in the clear blue sky let's
Float away
Blow a couple bubbles and your troubles leave your mind
Float away
Sleepin' on a... in the clear blue sky let's
Float away
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3. |
Plankton
01:42
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4. |
Boating School
01:22
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Pat to Sponge, do you read? Over
Loud and clear, bowed in fear
Worried I'll scurry into third gear
Think clear, you've got thought-steerer Pat at the wheel
I'll try but my feet fly when sleet slides at the starting line
My mind's brined with anxiety slime
Hear the chime, diiing
That's the sign to seep deep breaths into your cheeks 'n chest
Got your apple ready?
Shined and picked fresh from the vine
I mean tree
Here she comes now get ready!
Remember Sponge, slow your lunge
Act next, think before
We've rehearsed, now, what's first on her board?
1924?
No! Start the boat!
Oh!
Now put it in drive, keep an eye on the teach and peacefully glide
Go for it
Floor it?
NOO! Big toe! Remember buddy, I'm up in your globe
Just keep an ear up here and we're good to go
Big toe?
Big toe
Big toe
Big toe
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5. |
Pizza Delivery
04:50
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They came from far, far away
Looking for that sweet horizon
The pioneers would keep the day
Savoring the ocean
Salted rocks beneath their feet
Take them anywhere forever
The pioneers would ward off sleep
Never miss a change in weather
It's said they heard
The Mollusk beckoning
Travelling the world
with dead reckoning
Now they hum gently in dreams
About the Benthic underneath
They claim to've found the Fiddler's Green
Sixty years since they were seen
Just illustrations in some books
You could say they'd never been
Mere legends from the barracks
Well, if you think their tales are lies
Then you better start believing
The pioneers are still alive
Just listen while you're sleeping
It's said they heard
The Mollusk beckoning
Travelling the world
with dead reckoning
Now they hum gently in dreams
About the Benthic underneath
They claim to've found the Fiddler's Green
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7. |
Hall Monitor
02:52
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Honored, thrilled
Moderate chill
Ice hands might glance tightening bill
Got it, whoops
Got it, whoops
Got it, whoops
Got it, whoops
Best day
First bit
Don't
blow it
Ordered hall
Duty calls
Spastic traffic, direct cars
Right, left
Right, left
Right, left
Right, left
On my
patrol
Picked
battles
Pardons grow
Warnings barring every mourning home
Have I been too loose
have I been too strict
It's martyrs, bandits
Non-distinct delinquents
Fading laws, blurry crime
Expanding inside my mind
Power tripping
Fingers slipping
On the badge on the
Heart skipping
Heart skipping
It's so fast it's
Power tripping
Fingers slipping
On the badge on the
Heart skipping
Heart skipping
It's so fast it's
Hats: tight
Spats: white
Partners parsing halite
Book 'em, click
Book 'em, click
Book 'em, click
Book 'em, click
Job done,
Patrick
We
did it
Shadowed fiend
Battle scene
If you see him signal me
Over, over
Over, over
Over, over
Over, over
Where's the
maniac?
Pat
Pat?
Tensions rise, not to mention pressing freshened brine
Expanding in my mind
Squeezing on my head
Red tentacles, Musa
Stygiomedusa
Damaged lips, whispered pips
Growing, growing, growing, growing
Power tripping
Fingers slipping
On the badge on the
Heart skipping
Heart skipping
It's so fast it's
Power tripping
Fingers slipping
On the badge on the
Heart skipping
Heart skipping
It's so fast it's
Crime
Punishment
Punishment
Crime
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8. |
Squeaky Boots
02:07
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Every solemn sound, sounds of the boots
Above all was the sense of hearing acute
I heard all things in the heaven and in the earth
I'm guilty, and the squeaking only gets worse
Everything turns brown, please calm it down
The rubber's just like static, buzzing from the Hadopelagic
Dissemble no more, I admit the deed
Tear up the planks, the boots are beneath my feet
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9. |
Opposite Day
03:03
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Hey!
Every other day feels like the day
that came before
Nothing left to say yeah all the words
are such a bore
If you are waiting all bored and frustrated
for someone or something that's drawn and belated
Just listen
to this
Try celebration of imagination
There's games you can play if you're tired of waiting
Let's do
an opposite day
Oh!
Going slo-mo you drag your
feet along the ground
Such a sleepy glow up in the sky
and in the town
If you are searching for silly diversion
try swapping out shoes with some different person
Pretend
to be Squidward
I'm Squidward I'm Squidward I'm Squidward I'm Squidward
I'm Squidward
Wow, I feel just like Squidward!
Such fun
on opposite day
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10. |
Culture Shock
01:11
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Hungry in a cultural wasteland
Pining for his shot
(Pining for his shot)
This young man, this young man
Will shine like a star
and show Bikini Bottom who you are
Squidward, you've got their eyes now
The curtains are being hung
(Curtains being hung)
This young man, this young man
Will bask in the lights
When I'm dancing in the show tonight
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12. |
The Chaperone
02:54
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Long, tan, handsome
Poached off a brochure
barely broached the footnotes
am I close, or?
Prom expert!
That's a lie, sorry
Junior prom, not-so long ago
I grooved to the song alone
No, I didn't take Mom
that was Pat's move
My spats proved flat-double, footless groove
Pearl's a nice girl
but my nerves could curl if it swerves into plural
Prone to show bones, funny
two in the front, see
I look just like a bunny
Who knows that I go pink in company with hijinks
It's over easily, my sunny side sinks
Please don't cry
Whatever you do
Just take it slow
If you need a hand
I'll lead you to the land
As soon as I calm my dome
Long, tan, handsome
Punch bowl cudgeled
Tap from the muzzle
Make-shift bartender, daytripped prom offender
Yet the school seems cool re: my fool fender-bender
Weird's all in fashion, evaporated mashing
Kids doing The Sponge I can't believe what's blasting
Could it be? Finally, I'm socially in style
Me?
Pearl, did you hear it's the world's first premier
of a whale and a sponge, new punk, new grunge
new old on tongues
trend's out, we're done
Wow that was fast
Please don't cry
Whatever you do
Just take it slow
If you need a hand
I'll lead you to the land
I guess we should head back home
Please don't cry
Please don't cry
Please don't cry
Please don't cry
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13. |
Scaredy Pants
04:25
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Bugs in my chest
A crack in my head
I peer through the window
My body is dead
He's writing a letter
I can't see the words
My body remembers
My body has burst
Swaying
Swaying
My ship's in the reef
but there's no relief to the sea
There's no relief to the sea
I dreamt of The Green
The night that we sunk
I saw my first love
We danced and got drunk
When I awoke
My breath was so slow
The sky was all grey
With marine snow
Swaying
Swaying
My ship's in the reef
but there's no relief to the sea
There's no relief to the sea
118
years in the blue
I hate this holiday
They dress nothing like you
Sometimes I go back
back to the reef
I peer through the window
at my old body
Swaying
Swaying
My ship's in the reef
but there's no relief to the sea
There's no relief to the swaying
Swaying
My ship's in the reef
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14. |
SB-129
01:30
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15. |
Sleepy Time
04:08
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Time to pull up anchor
and sail across the dream tide
Wave to all your phantoms
We'll meet again at sunrise
Ocean man, let me dream of sheep again
I get too many scares when I'm ashore
Don't let me hear a peep of wrens
I can't control the wheel I lose my course
Songs so soft and quiet
I long to sing along
Birds that sound like sirens
Perched on the drifting fog
Ocean man, let me dream of sheep again
I get too many scares when I'm ashore
Don't let me hear a peep of wrens
I can't control the wheel I lose my course
Stars are made of saltpeter
I breathe in a little much
I know it makes the fall sweeter
But I need to stay in touch
Ocean man, let me dream of sheep again
I get too many scares when I'm ashore
Don't let me hear a peep of wrens
I can't control the wheel I lose my course
Ocean man
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16. |
The Paper
00:52
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17. |
Arrgh!
02:18
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At long last, silk sash, avast maties
Eye-patch, mustache, itch like scabies
Make friends, past-tense, lords and ladies
Dig! Dig! Dig! Dig!
Captain, sweaty, casting, jetty
Three men, at sea, sailing, westly
Weestly, whoopsie, still not, ready
Photic waning, Captain Sweaty!
Peg-leg, mayday, tired and hungry
Stay wake, get paid, work through Monday
Loyal, foils, get those royals
Dig! Dig! Dig! Dig!
Cold ground, I'm down, four stounds, for kings
Won't bathe, for weeks, watch 'til morning
No sleep, on feet, keep on searching
Dig! Dig! Dig! Dig!
Captain's missing, map's been bristling
Pat stop pouring, captain's warning!
I'm not, looking, only, touching
Only touching? Oh that's nothing
Spongebob, all wrong, this map's, cardboard
Old dog's, so gone, captain's garbled
Hedged bets, stress test, wait the red X!
Dig! Dig! Dig! Dig!
Dig! Dig! Dig! Dig!
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18. |
Texas
02:46
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Texas is on my mind
Ranches in the summertime
Trapped inside my dome
for so long
Missin' my old home
the slow dawn
Texas is on my mind
Floating out beyond the brine
I see the trees and meadows
I close my eyes
All the gals and fellas
in bolo ties
Please take me home
Home
Take me home
Home
Texas is on my mind
Miss it nearly all o'the time
When I came down
to research
Couldn't feel the ground
with bare fur
Texas is on my mind
Searching but I'll never find
I'd drop it all
just to go home
Every flask and vial
out the window
Just take me home
Home
Take me home
Home
It's Texas yeah, they got it wrong
But I love it
what a perfect balm
I think I'm home
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19. |
Neptune's Spatula
04:34
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if I wanted to leave
what would I see
what's up there what's out there
there's too much it's not fair
there's too much to see
do I want to leave?
maybe
if I wanted to leave
what could I see
what's up there what's out there
the whole world is out there
I know they need me
but I'm playing hooky
for a day
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