We're an oyster cracker
on the stew
And the honey in the tea
Where the sugar cubes,
one lump or two
In
the black coffee
The golden
crust on an apple pie
It shines in the sun at noon
We're a wheel of
cheese high in the sky
But we're gonna be shaping soon
In a boat
that's built of sticks and hay We drifted from the shore
With a captain who's too proud to say That he dropped the oil
A tiny hole
has sprung a leak In this cheap pontoon
Now the hole
has started growing weak And we're gonna be sinking soon
We're gonna be sinking soon
We're gonna be sinking soon
Everybody hold your breath
Cause we're gonna be sinking soon
We're gonna be
sinking soon
We're gonna be
sinking soon
We're gonna be sinking soon
Everybody hold your breath And down and down we go
Like the oyster cracker on the stew
The honey in the tea
The sugar cubes,
one lump or two
No thank you,
none for me
Where the golden crust on the apple pie
It shines in the sun at noon
Like the wheel of cheese high in the
sky Well we're gonna be sinking soon