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Deirdre Flint - Fishlands lyrics
Eddied trying to make it with the scuba diver, Katie's sacked out in the treasure chest. Bobby's floatin' lifeless on the top of the bowl We warned him one more flake would be his death. Crazy Jane got her name from eating her own young Man we all swim a wide path around her Me, I was inhaling bubbles just lookin' for trouble When Mrs. Murphy moved the furniture. Now she's got us by a big picture window With a clear view of the Jersey bay far below And it drew us all together (except Bobby of course) To talk about primordial things that fish just seem to know And Eddie relayed stories his old man told us 'Bout a place he lived in the past Where you could swim all day and swim all night And never even hit the glass Crazy Jane said, |
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