Seas Of Mirth

Imagining a bar beneath the ocean surface, with a latino twist and all kinds of bizarre camaraderie happening left, right and centre. Inspired by Down In Mexico by The Coasters, and our favourite pubs! Taken from our third album Sub Marine Dreams

Lyrics:

Staggering into the scene like a bare headed hammerhead
Excuse my somnambulistic state
Gentleman of bombast, look past the gravitas
Gyrating in flagrante - don't take your spouse for granted
Two hours and a half at the bar to get served
I guess it's worth it after all the stories that you've heard
Run the lime around my rim, run the lime around my rim
Until now shit was looking grim, let's sing a local hymn

Happy hour, El Squid Diablo, Happy hour, El Squid Diablo
Are we gonna go to the bar? [oh yes we are]
Are we gonna go to the bar? [you put your money on it]
Happy hour, El Squid Diablo, drinks are free, just say you know Pablo
Are we gonna go to the bar? [oh yes we are]
Drink until we can't find the car? [you put your money on it]

Pick pick pick up a pina colada where the rocks are sharp and the spice gets hotter we'll have no trouble [make mine a double] you know that calamari rings are not a thing here, dear senor por favor, let's go with the swordfish darts and the gambled body parts
Atmosphere ascends in the corner concerning the rigged quiz
The monkfish mafia own these quarters haven't you been told?
This table's got a fable, Poseidon the unstable
No need to sound profound let's sink another round

Badabam bam badabam, ba da ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Badabam bam badabam, ba da ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Badabam bam badabam, ba da ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Badabam bam badabam, ba da ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba

Oh what a maniacal menagerie
Don't tell me what we see is all but imaginary
Don't pick an anemone for an enemy
Suck out the poison for a midnight remedy

Happy hour, El Squid Diablo, Happy hour, El Squid Diablo
Are we gonna go to the bar? [oh yes we are]
Are we gonna go to the bar? [you put your money on it]
Lace your drink with drops of tobasco, four til nine a sub-aqua fiasco Are we gonna go to the bar? [oh yes we are]
Chaotic like a turkish bazaar? [you put your money on it]

[time's up sip my offering please forgive my groveling too bad swig my excrement this is far from excellent]