Castawa-ay
Isn't grea-eat
Castawa-ay
Far from grea-eat

I've become a castawa-ay
Can't quite recall how, oka-ay?
I've been here a long time
And there's the-e fact I'm eatin' slime

Survival stuff takes wo-ork
But I'm a fan of re-elaxation
Screwed as my knots we-ere
In my makeshift station
Thought I had it built right
But one big sneeze in the night, oh yeah
Made the thing fall right over
Man, I wish I'd never
Become a castawa-ay

Cause when you're a castawa-ay (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
More to it than softball ma-ates (no Wilson, I'm afraid)
Those films were such a lie (castawa-a-ay)
They tricked me-e, just might end my life
I became a castawa-ay (oh yeah, oh yeah)
I first thought it would be grea-eat (foodstuffs would come my way)
But that too was a lie (a great big stinkin' lie)
Someone plea-ease, save me from this plight

Eatin' what's left on the grou-ound
Hopin' I'll get found one of these days
Cause the fruit I've fou-ound
Might poi-oison me, not great
Don't kno-ow shi-i-ite
'Bout natu-ure, ri-i-ight
Can't keep myself a garden
Of fruits quite harmless
Please save this castawa-ay

Can't remain a castawa-ay (castawa-a-ay)
Found no animals here, ma-ate (no birds or frogs here, mate)
I need meat in my life (I need red flesh to bite)
Though I ca-an't start a fi-ire, shite

Oh yeah, oh yeah
My odour's not so grea-eat
Cause I'm scared of wild pi-ira-anha

Castawa-ay
Isn't grea-eat
Castawa-ay
Far from grea-eat

Life sucks as a castawa-ay (oh yeah, oh yeah)
Have to spend the whole damn da-ay (wastin' the day away)
Lookin' for cultured life (castawa-a-ay)
But so fa-ar, I cannot find shite

Castawa-ay (oh yeah, oh yeah)
Isn't grea-eat (my shorts and shirt are frayed)
Castawa-ay (don't even have a knife)
Far from grea-eat (would be ha-andy-y, right)
Castawa-ay (castaways get starvation)
Isn't grea-eat (if they're stuck in a vast, unknown nation)
Castawa-ay (castaway, no vacatio-ion)
Far from grea-eat (survivalist sure ain't my vocation)
Castawa-ay
Isn't grea-eat
Castawa-ay
Far from grea-eat
Castawa-ay (no part of this stay's pleasure)
Isn't grea-eat (hot as hell durin' the day)
Castawa-ay (yet it's so cold at night)
Far from grea-eat (makes no da-amn se-ense, right)
Castawa-ay (castaway adoration)
Isn't grea-eat (is what I won't get cause of my failin')
Castawa-ay (castaway situatio-ion)
Far from grea-eat (wish I had duct tape, would be elated)
Castawa-ay (no duct tape)