A fisher chanced to get A goldfish in dragnet, But, sparing fishy life, He went home to his wife.
Stupid! Foolish! Go and beat the fish up! Foolish! Stupid! Bring at least a washtub! Stupid! Foolish! Bring me more and better! Foolish! Stupid! Bring me crown and sceptre!
The golden talking fish Fulfilled the woman's wish, Oh, she omitted then The changes in her man.
When your man's speaking To a fishie, When he is bringing Things you're wishing, When you are lounging, Warm and cosy, His eyes are bulgy, Never closing.
Oh, the sea's grim and dark, Oh, the dogs yelp and bark, Oh, the black tides unleash, Those, who's both man and fish.
Honey! Darling! Go put with the fish up! Darling! Honey! I'll be fine with washtub! Honey! Darling! Will they really keep us? Darling! Honey! Why'd you call them Deep Ones?
The story comes to end, They both have left the land, Forever shall they stay In deep Y'ha-nthlei!
When your man's speaking To a fishie, When he is bringing Things you're wishing, When you are lounging, Warm and cosy, His eyes are bulgy, Never closing.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
