Ah...ah...ah...oh...yeah...eyo...

In the deep blue sea, where the currents sway,

A clarinet plays at the end of the day.

With tentacles tapping, the rhythm flows,

Squidward's groove is the life he knows.

A quiet dreamer with a soulful tone,

Carving melodies when he's all alone.

The waves may crash, but he won’t lose,

He’s dancing now, in his own shoes.

Underneath the moonlit tide,

The ocean hums, the stars collide.

A symphony from the ocean floor,

Squidward grooves, forevermore.

Let the music take control,

Feel the rhythm in your soul.

Every note, a brand-new day,

Squidward grooves his blues away.

Though the world may laugh, he’ll never fold,

A clarinet heart beats brave and bold.

He paints the sound of a distant shore,

A tale of peace he can’t ignore.

In Bikini Bottom, life’s a maze,

But he finds escape in his musical haze.

With every breath, his art will shine,

A melody timeless, a voice divine.

Underneath the moonlit tide,

The ocean hums, the stars collide.

A symphony from the ocean floor,

Squidward grooves, forevermore.

Let the music take control,

Feel the rhythm in your soul.

Every note, a brand-new day,

Squidward grooves his blues away.

So when you hear the ocean’s song,

Remember where it all belongs.

A clarinet’s echo through the waves,

Squidward’s groove forever plays.

Syalala...lala...lala...squidward groove style...iyee...

Syalala...lala...lala...squidward groove style...iyee...