If I were a tardigrade I'd move out from home Why live in the shrubbery when you could have a throne Pressure wouldn't squash me and fire couldn't burn These are the things that I never will learn These are the things I never will learn
I live in the shrubbery for that's all I crave I don't want these excitements to see me to my grave I can live life in vacuums for years with no drinks And put up with hardships more than you can think And put up with hardships more than you can think
If I she'd all my liquid and let myself dry out I'll shrivel and sleep for some 15 odd years I'd wake up come water and get on with living With time in my pocket to pass by the day
If I were a tardigrade I'd move out from home Why live in the shrubbery when you could have a throne Pressure wouldn't squash me and fire couldn't burn These are the things that I will never learn These are the things I never will learn
For I am a tardigrade and I'll stay at home I'd not trade it for anything, not a knife, a cup or a throne Well all I want is my shrubbery and my little patch of moss With my whisky in the cabinet And my feet all clothed in socks And my feet clothed in socks
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