When I was young Like seven or eight My dad would take us down to the pond Where we burned our necks And buried our legs Snacking on Kraft cheese and de-crusted white bread When disciplined for wading too deep I section off a piece of the pond And corralled the minnows Sweeping my feet Into the kingdom I'd built for their safety But they always escaped from my pond I made a lousy king I couldn't save them from The Big Sink When the pond was too big for us kids My father became the Great White Whale And Meagan and I would hold fast to his fins And bask in the splash from his tireless tail A long way out Much to our surprise We saw some women off in the distance My father told us to cover our eyes Until we'd passed the beach where the girls lie But I always had to peak I made a lousy son My White Whale filled with grief And the pond won When the pond was to big for us kids My father became the Great White Whale And Meagan and I would hold fast to his fins And bask in the splash from his tireless tail When our father drowned We looked and looked We cried and cried We shook and shook But he never rose And we found our feet Kicking towards the nudist beach When the pond was too big for us kids My father became the Great White Whale And Meagan and I would hold fast to his fins And bask in the splash from his tireless tail