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