Biggest Little Lobster

Описание: I’m the prince of the tide
ruler of the red, baby
Crown made of rubber bands
Throne’s… a busted crab trap

I bench-press pots
Claws like rusted anchors
Every dock hand whispers
"That kid’s… built different"

I outgrew the bucket
Left my brothers in the foam
Mama said "stay shallow"
I said "I run the undertow"

I’m the biggest little lobster in the bay - HEY!
King of every half-eaten buffet - HEY!
All the girls in the crate shout my name
uh… eventually… probably
I’m the toughest soft-shell in the game - HEY!
Yeah I flex
Then I hide in the drain - HEY!
No one’s harder at running away
Than the biggest little lobster in the bay

I took down a seagull
stole his fries, same thing
Stared down a seal once
He… might’ve been asleep

Got scars from the boiler
That I only dodged in dreams
Still brag how I "cheated death"
While I lurk beneath the steam

I’m the biggest little lobster in the bay - HEY!
Legend of the plastic takeout tray - HEY!
All the napkins know me by my face
soggy glam, baby
I’m the heartbreak hero of this place - HEY!
Break my heart
Then I break… into space - HEY!
Into the dark back corner of the tank
Where the biggest little lobster pulls rank

Every wave’s my mirror
Every bubble sings my praise
I sign shells
Kiss the barnacles
Then go home alone for days

I’m huge
I’m hot—I’m… mostly shell
My best friend is a mop
But one day they’ll write sea sagas
’Bout the kid they couldn’t… shop

I’m the biggest little lobster in the bay - HEY!
Future myth of yesterday’s buffet - HEY!
All the forks point down when I strut by
yeah they fear me… kinda
I’m the loneliest legend in the brine - HEY!
Self-crowned
Self-sauced
Self-designed - HEY!
Raise a glass for the king of cliché
The biggest little lobster in the bay