There are times   when you find   lobsters in a bucket   can't climb out   Why won't they climb away?   Because other lobsters   Pull them down      Cherry pits and paper clips   And people talking smack   Giant squid will come right up   And pull your train right off the track.   Mammoth broom swoops on down   And sweeps you in a whole      Friends help each other   Any way they can   When you're up at bat   They'll be your biggest fan   If you're in a pit   they'll pull you out of it   It ain't wrong to write a song   For all your friends to sing along.       People too me and you   Can also be like lobsters in bucket   It's all just one big mess   Please don't be a lobster   Friends are best      Making lunch for the baseball bunch   While playing my violin   Feeding bands to giant clams   That's where the fun begins   Cantaloupes and cowboy ropes   Hone those whittleing skills      Friends help each other   Any way they can   When you're up at bat   They'll be your biggest fan   When you're in a pit   They'll pull you out of it   It ain't wrong to write a song   For all your friends to sing along      Friends help each other   Any way they can   When you're up at bat   They'll be your biggest fan   When you're in a pit   They'll pull you out of it   It ain't wrong to write a song   For all your friends to sing along