Some said the local lake had been enchanted Others said it must have been weather The neighbors were trying to keep it quiet But I swear that I could hear the laughter So they jokingly nicknamed it the porridge overnight that lake turned to thick as butter But the local kids would still go swimming, drinking Saying hat to them doesn't matter
[Chorus:] If you just hold in your breath Til you come back up in full Hold in your breath 'til you it through, you, fool
The genius next door was busing table Wiping clean the ketchup labels Getting high and muttering German fables Didn't care long as he was able To strip clothes off by the dumpster At night while everyone was sleeping And wade midway into that porridge Just him his secret he was keeping
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In the morning the film crews start arriving With donuts, coffee reporters The kids are waking up hung over The neighbors were starting up their cars The garbage men were emptying the dumpsters Atheists were praying full of And the genius next door was sleeping Dreaming that the antidote is orgasm