there is a place i've heard of 

and it's where i want to be 

it is somewhere lost socks go to 

and here they all stroll free; 

i have heard that this happy sand 

is the chummiest spot on earth 

but the only way to get there, 

is to swim, row, drift or surf.

they say it looks like no one lives there 

it seems just an empty patch, 

one spies only sand and wilderness 

but you see, there is one catch; 

you cannot join the gay life there, 

your heart needs to be sweet, i bet, 

you frankly have to love odd socks enough 

not to mind to not wear them in a set.

never met someone who's been there 

but rumours sure are rife, 

once a body gets there 

you don't want to leave that life; 

this place is such a secret, 

it's not on any maps 

of the earth or of the stars, 

it's somewhere between the gaps.

their beach is one small island 

and all the rocks there dance, 

socks just lounge the whole day long 

and kites do fly, given half a chance; 

they all love water, clearly 

the sea is what they crave, 

and they all love playing cricket

the socks, rocks, kites and waves.

fishes, squid and mermaids 

they join the bash most nights, 

socks frolic with the moon and stars 

they barbecue till beach dawn lights; 

this is the place to party 

here single socks will dock, 

it's play time twenty-four-seven 

we're talking about sunny sock rock.

music is the love they share 

the socks, the rocks, the kites, 

socks tap toes, kites twitch tails 

and rocks do stomp through nights; 

the latest hit is 'dreadsock rag' 

they boogie, man, they do, 

the kites, the rocks, the happy socks 

i have to go there too.

so if you find one single sock 

be not inclined to mope 

since the other sock plays at sunny sock rock 

you know that you will cope; 

but be sure to wear the one you have 

together with one other, 

for they can never join their mates 

who at sunny sock rock do gather.

i say farewell, i'm leaving now 

i'm off to search for those rocks, 

i'm on my way to the ocean today, 

i'm in a hurry to join all those socks; 

i'll dive and drift and surf and swim- 

to get there, i'll row in a drum, 

so that i can sing and laugh and live- 

sunny sock rock here i come...

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