Tread Water Lyrics - 3 Feet High And Rising - De La Soul

DOVE: 

I was walking on the water when I saw a crocodile 

He had daisies in his hat, so I stopped him for a while 

He delivered me a message, a massage to soothe my stage 

What it was was more then plug-up dosage 

More than DAISY age 

Conversation drew a rule, 

Which the crowd will roar by millions 

Mr. Crocodile said, 'Dove, you must look 

For now the villains try to hold you underwater 

But one thing we all must heed 

Sony Walkmans keep us walking 

De La Soul can help you breathe when you tread water' 

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As I walked along my journey, 

I thought 'What have I just learned?' 

In a flash I saw commotion 

There was movement in these ferns 

Silently the silence came, was it the end of my world? 

I shouted out in fear, 'Who's there?' 

'It's me,' said Mr. Squirrel 

'I've searched for you all over, now you're found, 

No time to waste. We must find the Preacher Man, 

We must find the P.A. Mase. All my population's dying, 

And we're all in tune to doom. 

Like the Daisy, I need water 

I need chesnuts to consume.' 

'Mr. Squirrel,' I said, 'I'm sorry, 

But the problem can't be solved 

If there's no one here to help, and no one to get involved 

Always look to the positive and never drop your head 

For the water will engulf us if we do not dare to tread 

So let's tread water' 

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POS: 

Now one weary day I woke, my alarm said 'Plug time's up' 

Filled my bath up with the water, gargled with my gargle cup 

As I bathed I felt a presence, and I'm sort of ticklish 

I looked down and then around and I heard, 

'Hi! I'm Mr Fish. How do you do? As for me, 

I'm in tip-top shape today, cause my water's clean 

And no-one's menu says Fresh Fish Filet 

See I look past all my worries, which is something you must do 

Though you're fed up, throw your head up 

With this advice ffrom me to you 

And that's to tread water' 

As my day went unexplained, time was finding nothing fun 

As I walked along the sidewalk, I heard, 

'Psst, excuse me, Plug One.' 

From my Soul, De La that is, I hollered 

'Yes, are you talking to me?' 

'No alarm meant,' he said, 'Let me introduce myself. 

I'm Mr Monkey.' 

'Mr Monkey, I pledge you slap of five, 

Now how does your problem meet?' 

He said, 'My bananas are at their ripest, but they all 

Stand at three feet. My swinging hand is bandaged up. 

Could you help me with this chore?' 

I brought him down to the Native shop 

And bought him copies of the De La score 

Which assisted well in his elevation 

Now all bananas is at his grasp 

He decided with this accomplished, 

He would put me on to the path 

He to my to live by the Inner Sound, y'all 

Which would bring me health in showbiz 

Then to use them, not abuse them 

And then in the words that got me to 'em 

And that is to tread water