We're an oyster cracker on the stew And the honey in the tea We're the sugar cubes, one lump or two In the black coffee The golden crust on an apple pie That shines in the sun at noon We're a wheel of cheese high in the sky But we're gonna be sinkin' soon In a boat that's built of sticks and hay We drifted from the shore With a captain who's too proud to say That he dropped the oar A tiny hole has sprung a leak In this cheap pontoon Now the hull has started growing weak And we're gonna be sinkin' soon We're gonna be sinkin' soon We're gonna be sinkin' soon Everybody hold your breath 'Cause we're gonna be sinkin' soon We're gonna be sinkin' soon We're gonna be sinkin' soon Everybody hold your breath And down and down we go Like the oyster cracker on the stew The honey in the tea The sugar cubes, one lump or two? No thank you, none for me We're the golden crust on an apple pie That shines in the sun at noon Like the wheel of cheese high in the sky Well, we're gonna be sinkin' soon