Who's going to be
The ones who live
Beneath the sea?
All their lives, a thousand feet
Beneath the sea?
Ocean Mother tells her baby
Used to be a lighter place
If he's a good baby maybe
Might feel the sun on his face
Someday
Fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fazon, fazon, fazon

Who's going to go, on all those
Trips in outer space?
All their lives in the dark of
Outer space
After a hundred generations
A billion miles from the sun
All these spaced out people
Finally find another one
And they say
Fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fazon, fazon, fazon