Lyrics
I hate this locker room
Why won't Susan answer my calls?
Sweat, wet, echo
Smell, hell, rap
Pump up the volume
Hot, wet, hot, sweat
How's the water?
Stretch, stretch, spit in the mask
Cloudy vision, test the water
Contemplate the dive
The shock to the skin
Anticipate the pain, the pain, the pain, the pain, the pain
Ah
One, two, three, oh, bite the air
'Cept there's that girl
One, two, three, oh, bite the air
Smooth, soft skin
Two, three, oh, bite the
Thirteen, long legs
Brown skin and wet hair
Whoa, and wet hair
Has Rosa even listened to my tape?
Kick, stretch
Windmill arm, see the hand, point the finger
Oh, wet hair, relax, this guy's too slow
Fifteen, can I make it to forty?
Too slow, touch is healed, move
Answer my calls, red thin stripe
Fifty feet, sixty feet
She looks like Susan
Susan's beautiful
Out, don't think
Out, out, let it out
Keep the shoulder down
Down, easy, not too hard
Find the movement so rigid
Hands numb, shoulder numb, elbows numb
Lower, from the back
Yes, lower
Thirty-nine, forty
Center, center
Forward motion through the water (come to your senses)
They're scared (come to your senses) (come to your senses)
I am soaring, I'm the water (you're on the air) (you as the knight)
Escape (I'm on the ground) (me as the queen)
Jonathan D. Larson
Universal Music Publishing Group