Some said the local lake had been enchanted said it must have been the weather The neighbors were trying to keep it quiet But swear that I could hear the laughter So they jokingly nicknamed it the porridge 'cause overnight that lake had turned to as butter But the local kids would still go swimming, drinking Saying hat to them it doesn't matter
[Chorus:] If you just hold in your breath Til you come back in full Hold in your breath 'til you thought it through, you, fool
The next door was busing table Wiping clean the ketchup labels Getting high and German fables Didn't care as long as he was able To strip his clothes off by the dumpster At night while everyone was 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 are 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