Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Samuel E. Wright
Samuel E. Wright
Vocals
J.A.C. Redford
J.A.C. Redford
Conductor
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alan Menken
Alan Menken
Composer
H. Ashman
H. Ashman
Lyrics
Robby Merkin
Robby Merkin
Arranger
Thomas Pasatieri
Thomas Pasatieri
Orchestrator
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alan Menken
Alan Menken
Producer
H. Ashman
H. Ashman
Producer
Robert Kraft
Robert Kraft
Producer
Jeff Sheridan
Jeff Sheridan
Mastering Engineer
John Richards
John Richards
Engineer
Randy Thornton
Randy Thornton
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Ariel, listen to me
The human world, it's a mess
Life under the sea is better than anything they got up there
[Verse 1]
The seaweed is always greener
In somebody else's lake
You dream about going up there
But that is a big mistake
Just look at the world around you
Right here on the ocean floor
Such wonderful things surround you
What more is you lookin' for?
[Chorus]
Under the sea
Under the sea
Darling, it's better down where it's wetter, take it from me
Up on the shore, they work all day
Out in the sun, they slave away
While we're devoting full time to floating
Under the sea
[Verse 2]
Down here, all the fish is happy
As off through the waves, they roll
The fish on the land ain't happy
They sad 'cause they in the bowl
But fish in the bowl is lucky
They in for a worser fate
One day when the boss get hungry
Guess who gon' be on the plate? (Uh-oh)
[Chorus]
Under the sea
Under the sea
Nobody beat us, fry us and eat us in fricassee
We what the land folks loves to cook
Under the sea, we off the hook
We got no troubles, life is the bubbles
[Chorus]
Under the sea (Under the sea)
Under the sea (Under the sea)
Since life is sweet here
We got the beat here naturally (Naturally)
Even the sturgeon and the ray
They get the urge and start to play
We got the spirit, you got to hear it
Under the sea
[Bridge]
The newt play the flute, the carp play the harp
The plaice play the bass and they sounding sharp
The bass play the brass, the chub play the tub
The fluke is the duke of soul (Yeah)
The ray, he can play the lings on the strings
The trout rocking out, the blackfish, she sings
The smelt and the sprat, they know where it's at
And, oh, that blowfish blow
[Chorus]
Yeah, under the sea (Under the sea)
Under the sea (Under the sea)
When the sardine begin the beguine, it's music to me (Music is to me)
What do they got? A lot of sand
We got a hot crustacean band
Each little clam here know how to jam here
Under the sea
[Chorus]
Each little slug here cutting a rug here
Under the sea
Each little snail here know how to wail here
That's why it's hotter under the water
Yeah, we in luck here down in the muck here
Under the sea
Written by: Howard Elliott Ashman, Alan Menken
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