I'm not moving a muscle   anywhere in my brain,   still it feels just as if   it were trying to lift   up a passenger train.      'Cause when your sweet candy hands   aren't a holdin' me tight,   it takes a sunrise just to make it   through the night   in shark city.      Need a boost for my rocket   hurricane for my sail.      If I owned me a car   I would drive it so fast   that they'd throw me in jail.      Far away a little lady knows   how to wrestle me right.      She keeps my bare feet   from dangling down   over the side   in shark city.      Get down.