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|writer = {{W|Wayne Coyne}}<br>[[Steven Brozd]]<br>{{W|Michael Ivins}}
 
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|performer1= {{W|The Flaming Lips}}
 
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:''Come on, let's find a way to be happy<br />Not like Plankton, he'll never be satisfied<br />Always complaining about his life<br />To his computer wife<br />You think he would've found out by now<br />To be thought of as a king<br />You don't need a crown''
 
:''Come on, let's find a way to be happy<br />Not like Plankton, he'll never be satisfied<br />Always complaining about his life<br />To his computer wife<br />You think he would've found out by now<br />To be thought of as a king<br />You don't need a crown''
 
 
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Revision as of 00:58, 5 November 2015

"SpongeBob and Patrick Confront the Psychic Wall of Energy" by The Flaming Lips is the second track from The SpongeBob SquarePants Movie soundtrack. It was also one of the songs sung in The SpongeBob SquarePants Movie end credits.

Lyrics

Patrick, you see, I'm growing a mustache
And though I know, I must ask you
Does it really make me look like a man?
SpongeBob, being a manager, is a tough job
I hope you're picked to be the best sponge-boss ever had
Working like a dog at the Krusty Krab
Now wait a minute,
I think we hit a wall
I think we hit a psychic wall
Maybe we're just young and we won't know 'til we're old
Too young to free ourselves from this lonely fish bowl
Some kind of wall
Some kind of psychic wall
Some kind of wall
Some kind of psychic wall
We can't get about
Come on, let's find a way to be happy
Not like Plankton, he'll never be satisfied
Always complaining about his life
To his computer wife
You think he would've found out by now
To be thought of as a king
You don't need a crown