Swimming lyrics

[JON]
I hate this locker room
Why won't Susan answer my calls?
Sweat, wet, echo
Smell, hell, rap
Pump up the volume
Hot, wet, hot sweat

How's the water?
Stretch, stretch, spit in the mask
Cloudy vision, test the water
Contemplate the dive
The shock to the skin
Anticipate the pain, the pain, the pain, the pain, the pain
Now

One, two, three—oh, bite the air—seven
There's that girl
One, two, three—oh, bite the air
Smooth, soft skin
Two, three—oh, bitе the—thirteen
Long legs, brown skin and wet hair
Woa-oh-oh, and wеt hair

Has Rosa even listened to my tape?
Kick, stretch, windmill arms
See the hand, point the feet
Pull, wet hair—relax—this guy's too slow
Fifteen, can I make it to forty?
Too slow—touch his heel—move!
Answer my calls—red thin stripe
Fifty feet, sixty feet—she looks like Susan
Susan's beautiful

Out, don't think
Out, out, let it out
Keep the shoulder down, down
Easy, not too hard
Find the movement's origin

Hands, no, shoulder, no, elbows, no
Lower, from the back
Yes, lower
Thirty-nine, forty
Center, center

[JON, KARESSA, ROGER]
Forward motion through the water (Come to your senses)
Escape (Come to your senses; come to your senses)
I am soaring, I'm the water (You're on the air; you as the knight)
Escape (I'm underground; me as the queen)