JACQUES COUSTEAU LOVES ANCHOVIES You get high with things you find at the bottom of the sea You've got spacemen lifting off and losing gravity Nothing wrong with using all your flash technology Having raps with dolphins while you mange anchovies TV wipes your brains out like the fishes in the sea Radioactive sea monsters all grin at you and me Watch out! Watch out! there's a monster about wraps you up and p'rhaps you'd better watch out for your soul Think we'll ever work it out or have we blown the time? My friend says a spaceman's gonna sort him out just fine Meanwhile if you're waiting just make sure your heart don't freeze And Jacques Cousteau will tell you that he loves those anchovies.