Outta the Blu

Tie rocks to my shoes
Gettin' loose
They don't sing the blues
These fish sure know how to hold a groove
Jammin' ocean tunes
Seafloor cypher, drinkin' sunken booze
Bump fists with the octopus
Give props to the lobsters, too

And out of the blue
And out of the blue

I then was approached by an eel with the code
It spoke with a gurgle and showed me the ropes
Knowledge of the sea and a cave with a stone
This much I can say, but the rest, to myself, baby, I must hold

Now what should I do about this code?
I've got shit to do
Gee, look at the time, I better hit the road
The eel just said "no"
Keep on rockin' and I'll zap you cold
You're the only one who knows
Can't afford to let you go

And out of the blue
And out of the blue

Come
Through the coral
To find a special rock
Within a special cave

And out of the blue
And out of the blue



Credits
Writer(s): Dylan Moriarty
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