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