Andrea and me, we went swimming last Monday Swimming last Monday in a community pool
I refused to remove my suit in the shower Scared that someone might see the scars on my soul That this autumn left me
A community swimming pool, it's like a society Twenty people swimming in a line, making room for everyone We work hard to get along
And then he comes along, the crawler He doesn't see anyone else, the crawler He jumps in in the middle lane and waves his crawling arms Visibly damaging the swimming quality for everyone else The crawler believes because he knows crawling He gets to crawl over everyone else "People who breaststroke and can't keep up They should start crawling themselves" So says the crawler
Andrea and me, we swam after each other After each other in the community pool
I'm not good at talking while exercising If you say something funny, Andrea, I'll drown
My arms in the water get number and number For every second here I grow stronger We're in a line, twenty people, we try to get along I love how we get along
But the crawler keeps crawling, forcing the water Building forts of waves that hit our faces Us twenty, we gather around the crawler We push his face under water And we wait We wait for the waves to slow down We wait for the waves to slow down We wait for the waves to slow down We wait for the waves to slow down We wait for the waves to slow down And we wait for the waves to slow down