With the electronic bait
Man, his nuclear fission
And the fish on his line
Is bigger in his mind
Than the reality of the reel
He has to reel it in
You shouldn't-nuf bit fish
Last one to get away
Is the catch of the day
You shouldn't-nuf bit fish
You took the bait
It's too late to pray
Now over you, they say the grace
Lord bless this fish
Bring on the chill
Don't forget the spell
We bit the fish
Brother don't be so quail
Heads or tails
We ate the fish
We ate the chill fifteen day
And don't matter about who is fishin'
Draw attention
And then we take the bait
We got to carry the weight. A long time
Carry the weight along time
A little baby waits
With a line attached to his mind
And a hook in his behind
Who do you suppose will bite
Like the fishman night
Are you sleek, are you sly, are you stoned
Or are you fishin' for a song
All these smelly fishy ain't fish
Oh somebody said "fish it's brain food"
Well I'm thinkin' about caviar
Fish eggs on brain
Have a little sanity
Gonna raid your house
Saturday night fish fry
The Barracuda are still prime
Do you suppose he will bite
With the line attached to his mind
And a hook in his behind
Put up a good fight
Gimme line, gimme line
Give him time
Last one to get away
Is the catch of the day
You shouldn't-nuf bit fish
You took the bait
It's too late to pray
Lord bless this fish
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