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.