Underneath the bridge
The top has sprung a leak
And the animals I've trapped
Have all become my pets
And I'm living off of grass
And the dripping from the ceiling
But it's okay to eat fish
'Cause they don't have any feelings
Something in the way
Something in the way, yeah
Something in the way
Something in the way, yeah
Living off of grass
And the dripping from the ceiling
But it's okay to eat fish
'Cause they don't have any feelings
Something in the way
Something in the way, yeah
Something in the way
Something in the way, yeah
