Lyrics:

Patrick, You See, Im Growing A Mustache
and Though I Know I Must Ask You
does It Really Make Me Look Like A Man
spongebob, Being A Man Is Just A Tough Job
i Hope Youre Picked To Be The Best Spongebobs Ever Had
working Like A Dog At The Krusty Krab
now Wait A Minute
i Think We Hit A Wall
i Think We Hit A Psychic Wall
maybe Were Just Young And We Wont Know til Were Old
too Young To Free Ourselves From This Lonely Fish Bowl
some Kind Of Wall
some Kind Of Psychic Wall

some Kind Of Wall
some Kind Of Psychic Wall
we Can Get A Burn

come On, Lets Find A Way To Be Happy
not Like Plankton, He Will Never Be Satisfied
always Complaining About His Life
to His Computer Wife
you Think He Wouldve Found By Now
to Be Sought As A King
we Dont Need A Burn