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