歌词
(Verse 1)
In a quiet corner of the deep blue sea,
Lives a squid whose heart beats in melodies.
His tentacles dance with graceful might,
As notes from his clarinet take flight.
Squidward's passion, a love pure and true,
In each vibrant echo, his soul anew.
The clarinet's breath, a language profound,
Where Squidward's inner world is found.
(Chorus)
Oh, the clarinet's song, a symphony divine,
In Squidward's hands, a treasure to enshrine.
Each melody weaves a tale unspoken,
In the heart of Bikini Bottom's soft ocean.
[Clarinet solo]
Verse 2)
Through melodies sweet or mournful and deep,
The clarinet guides Squidward through his sleep.
In its wooden embrace, he finds his peace,
As his music across the ocean breeze.
[Pre chorus]
The ocean floor hums with each touching note,
In the language of music, Squidward emotes.
His dreams, his sorrows, his silent cries,
In the clarinet's whisper, they all arise.
(Chorus)
Oh, the clarinet's song, a symphony divine,
In Squidward's hands, a treasure to enshrine.
Each melody weaves a tale unspoken,
In the heart of Bikini Bottom's soft ocean.
(Instrumental breakdown)
(Bridge)
Through waves of joy and currents of despair,
Squidward's clarinet weaves threads of care.
In each trill and tremolo, a piece of his heart,
With every note, a masterpiece to impart.
(Chorus)
Oh, the clarinet's song, a symphony divine,
In Squidward's hands, a treasure to enshrine.
Each melody weaves a tale unspoken,
In the heart of Bikini Bottom's soft ocean.
(Outro Chorus)
Oh, the clarinet's song, a symphony divine,
In Squidward's hands, a treasure to enshrine.
Each melody weaves a tale unspoken,
In the heart of Bikini Bottom's soft ocean.
