I'm not moving a muscle
anywhere in my brain,
still it feels just as if
it were trying to lift
up a passenger train.
'Cause when your sweet candy hands
aren't a holdin' me tight,
it takes a sunrise just to make it
through the night
in shark city.
Need a boost for my rocket
hurricane for my sail.
If I owned me a car
I would drive it so fast
that they'd throw me in jail.
Far away a little lady knows
how to wrestle me right.
She keeps my bare feet
from dangling down
over the side
in shark city.
Get down.
