Underneath the bridge
The tarp has sprung a leak
And the animals I’ve trapped
All become my pets
And I give them enough of grass
And the drippings from my ceiling
it’s ok to eat fish
‘Cause they don’t have any feelings

Something in the way
Something in the way
Something in the way
Something in the way
Something in the way
Something in the way

Underneath the bridge
The tarp has sprung a leak
And the animals I’ve trapped
All become my pets
And I give them enough of grass
And the drippings from my ceiling
it’s ok to eat fish
‘Cause they don’t have any feelings

Something in the way
Something in the way
Something in the way
Something in the way
Something in the way
Something in the way
Something in the way
Something in the way