I Hate The Ocean (+ Also Geography) Talkshow Boy

I hate the ocean (it's big and blue) - it's beautiful but it keeps me away from you
I'd drink it, we'd drink it together dry, so that we could lie together
I hate geography (i hate the continents) - they're fuckin' stupid and they make me discontent
I mean, why invent these blocks of land that prevent us from holding hands and stuff like that?
Oh i'm not the best boy in the world by any stretch of the imagination
But i'd walk from nation to nation if it wasn't for the ocean
I'm scared of drowning and snakes; (you're scared of drowning but you love snakes)
I mean what does it take for us to make a boat and we could paddle
Travel it afloat from shore to shore
And are you sure that if the sailors and the seamen don't accept us
We can make it when we're dreaming
As i touch you touching me, and oh-my-deary, sair, i love you love you love you wha-hoah
Put yr hands in the air! if you hate the ocean put yr hands in the air!
Put yr hands in the air! if you hate long-distance put yr hands in the air!