
Fishy Swa Ska Fishbone
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I feel like I'm being assassinated by boredom or something
I need some excitement, some adventure, some of that...
You know that "Je ne sais quoi"
I need some... some Fishbone
Day after day, week after week, month after month and year after year !
Your political leaders take it the ear for a beer and say :
"Hey ! As long as I've got my diamonds & pearls & free plane rides to Europe
Let the poor be poorer and the underprived be underpriviledge, huh !"
A dog crosses the street
A butcher cuts his meat
C'mon you rebels, dance your blues away !
The Fishy Swa Ska, that's what I say !
And further more...
Call me a poser, call me a fake
I'd like to pour diarhea in your vanilla milkshake !
Rude boy, rude boy ! There's a hint you can take !
You wear your clothes and I wear mine
So don't give me a job !
You prejudice swine
So what if I wear mismatched monkey boots
Pajama bottoms and a suit made of poison ivy ?
For 6 million days ? Oh !
A bird drops a turd
A lot of cows make a herd
This mission I say will never be done
So why should I bother to move my tongue
C'mon you cats, c'mon you chicks !
Dance your blues away !
I need some excitement, some adventure, some of that...
You know that "Je ne sais quoi"
I need some... some Fishbone
Day after day, week after week, month after month and year after year !
Your political leaders take it the ear for a beer and say :
"Hey ! As long as I've got my diamonds & pearls & free plane rides to Europe
Let the poor be poorer and the underprived be underpriviledge, huh !"
A dog crosses the street
A butcher cuts his meat
C'mon you rebels, dance your blues away !
The Fishy Swa Ska, that's what I say !
And further more...
Call me a poser, call me a fake
I'd like to pour diarhea in your vanilla milkshake !
Rude boy, rude boy ! There's a hint you can take !
You wear your clothes and I wear mine
So don't give me a job !
You prejudice swine
So what if I wear mismatched monkey boots
Pajama bottoms and a suit made of poison ivy ?
For 6 million days ? Oh !
A bird drops a turd
A lot of cows make a herd
This mission I say will never be done
So why should I bother to move my tongue
C'mon you cats, c'mon you chicks !
Dance your blues away !
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