SHARKS
In this business, you just can’t show no mercy
Make your money quick, it’s easy if you’re nasty
Music is a joy but counting clams is better
First we stack ’em up, and then it’s time for play

We’re sensing, a feedin frenzy
Our taste buds, they start to zing
But first we must squeeze those clams out
Before we can make ’em sing

In our underworld, we run and boss the reef
We make life miserable, there is no light relief
Nobody questions us, no one will stand against us
If you’re in a jam, we’ll help you for some clam

We’re sensing, a feedin frenzy,
Our taste buds, they start to zing
But first we must squeeze those clams out
Before we can make ’em sing

HAMMERHEAD
Come on squeeze, squeeze those clams
Squeeze ’em tight, meet my demands (Squeezes Tigers’ neck)

WHITEY
Ah boss, you’re chokin him you know

HAMMERHEAD
Oh sorry, got carried away

SHARKS
We’re sensing, a feedin frenzy
Our taste buds, they start to zing
But first we must squeeze those clams out
Before we can make ’em sing

HAMMERHEAD
Sing it with me!
Clams (clams)… first (first)… then (then)… we (we)… feed