Lyrics:

the seaweed is always greener, in somebody else's lake
you dream about going up there, but that is a big mistake
just look at the world around you, right here on the ocean floor
such wonderful things surround, what more is you lookin' for

under the sea under the sea

darlin' it's better, down where it's wetter, take it from me
up on the shore they work all day, out in the sun they slave away
while we devotin', full time to floatin'
under the sea

down here all the fish is happy, as off through the waves they roll
the fish on the land ain't happy, they sad 'cause they in the bowl
but fish in the bowl is lucky, they in for a worser fate
one day when the boss gets hungry, guess who gon' be on the plate

under the sea under the sea

nobody beat us, fry us and eat us in fricasee
we what the land folks love to cook, under the sea we off the hook
we got no troubles, life is the bubbles

under the sea under the sea

since life is sweet here, we got the beat here, naturally
even the sturgeon an' the ray, they get the urge 'n start to play
we got the spirit, you got to hear it
under the sea

the newt play the flute, the carp play the harp
the plaice play the bass, and they soundin' sharp
the bass play the brass, the chub play the tub
the fluke is the duke of soul

the ray he can play, the lings on the strings
the trout rockin' out, the black fish she sings
the smelt and the sprat they know where it's at
an' oh, that blow fish blow

under the sea under the sea

when the sardine begin the beguine it's music to me
what do they got a lot of sand, we got a hot crustacean band
each little clam here, know how to jam here
under the sea, each little slug here, cuttin' a rug here
under the sea, each little snail here, know how to wail here
that's why it's hotter, under the water
ya we in the luck here, down in the muck here
under the sea!-