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
  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.
    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 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