Some said the local lake had been enchanted Others said it must have been the weather The neighbors were trying keep it quiet But I swear that I could hear the laughter So they nicknamed it the porridge 'cause overnight that lake had turned to thick as butter But 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 thought through, you, fool
The genius next door was busing table Wiping clean the ketchup labels Getting high and muttering German fables Didn't care as as he was able To strip his clothes off by the dumpster At night while everyone was sleeping And wade midway into that Just him and his 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 praying full of sarcasm And the genius next door was sleeping Dreaming that the antidote is orgasm