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 bowlWe warned him one more flake would be his death.Crazy Jane got her name from eating her own youngMan we all swim a wide path around herMe, I was inhaling bubbles just lookin' for troubleWhen Mrs. Murphy moved the furniture.Now she's got us by a big picture windowWith a clear view of the Jersey bay far belowAnd it drew us all together (except Bobby of course)To talk about primordial things that fish just seem to knowAnd Eddie relayed stories his old man told us'Bout a place he lived in the pastWhere you could swim all day and swim all nightAnd never even hit the glassCrazy Jane said,