
Fish and Get Fat Gaelic Storm
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I keep it goin' day by day
Drink my coffee, smile and say
"Doin' fine... how's it treatin' you?"
My smile comes from a movie scene
Words from Sunday's magazine
Who I am, I only wish I knew
I wanna fish and get fat, I'm done with all of that!
I wanna fish and get fat... I ain't comin' back!
I'm movin' backward stride by stride, I'm sliced I'm diced, I'm crispy fried
City's closin' in on me
The windows to my soul are sad reflections of a billboard ad:
Buy one now and get another free!
I wanna fish and get fat, I'm done with all of that!
I wanna fish and get fat... I ain't comin' back!
I'm movin' backward stride by stride, I'm sliced I'm diced, I'm crispy fried
City's closin' in on me
The windows to my soul are sad reflections of a billboard ad:
Buy one now and get another free!
I'm genuine synthetic fake, lock me up and let me bake
Turn me over now, I think I'm done
Sprinkle me with MSG, a word or two of sympathy
Slap me 'round and throw me in a bun!
I keep it goin' day by day
Drink my coffee, smile and say
"Doin' fine... how's it treatin' you?"
My smile comes from a movie scene
Words from Sunday's magazine
Who I am, I only wish I knew
Drink my coffee, smile and say
"Doin' fine... how's it treatin' you?"
My smile comes from a movie scene
Words from Sunday's magazine
Who I am, I only wish I knew
I wanna fish and get fat, I'm done with all of that!
I wanna fish and get fat... I ain't comin' back!
I'm movin' backward stride by stride, I'm sliced I'm diced, I'm crispy fried
City's closin' in on me
The windows to my soul are sad reflections of a billboard ad:
Buy one now and get another free!
I wanna fish and get fat, I'm done with all of that!
I wanna fish and get fat... I ain't comin' back!
I'm movin' backward stride by stride, I'm sliced I'm diced, I'm crispy fried
City's closin' in on me
The windows to my soul are sad reflections of a billboard ad:
Buy one now and get another free!
I'm genuine synthetic fake, lock me up and let me bake
Turn me over now, I think I'm done
Sprinkle me with MSG, a word or two of sympathy
Slap me 'round and throw me in a bun!
I keep it goin' day by day
Drink my coffee, smile and say
"Doin' fine... how's it treatin' you?"
My smile comes from a movie scene
Words from Sunday's magazine
Who I am, I only wish I knew
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