Lyrics:
Come on ladies, come on ladies
One pound fish
One pound fish, one pound fish
Have a, have a look, one pound fish
Have a, have a look, one pound fish
(Words and Music by Joan Baez)
It's only when the high winds blow that I wish my hair was long
Sailing through the autumn leaves singing an ancient
Sat here by this stony brook
Until the grey day turned to dust
When up swam a fish with a children?s book
Thought that I was lost
He was on his
And laugh!
The little Monterey fishingboat
glides downward home 15 miles to go,
be home to fried fish & beer b'five
It guides the sea its bird
eyes..
You know how it is when you fight somebody and you broke that mf?
He's like 'Oh God, man I don't want to go back to the next round'
And you feel
dreadlocks got wet
ch man a listen truly and truly and true true
Wet dreadlocks
Ha ha
Rastaman don't laff pls come over and help me squeeze it
Jah
By
Jupiter boy go crazy
I put that on my life, I don't owe no one
Yeah, these jeans cost a buck fifty, but that's really not much
Got niggas talk behind
, let's go
Let's go, let's go
Let's go, yeah yeah
I know that bitch is a dub
No Mickey Mouse, ain't no rats in my club, yeah
Bitch I'ma bear, not a cub
I
one day a father
Do this for my kin, one time for my Momma
Your love and advice can’t amount to a dollar
In place of my Poppa, I was raised by you
Chilling on the beach
Thinking about my dreams
I gat good hopes
You laying by my side
Taking all my stresses
Addressing all my messes
I look at you
") pardon?
(Don't say "of fish" at the end
It doesn't mean anything)
Ah, I see, fine no "of fish, " right?
(Just go from "these are the forces-") right
(I'll
Clown clown clown clown
Ima swim with the big fish big fish
I know I won't drown drown nah
I'm go-n smoke and I just get by
I'm go-n smoke and I just get
and a shot of Black Label
Closed this place down once again
Sittin' here wishin' you'd walk right in
Down my shot, shoot my beer
I ain't gotta go home but I
your back for the rhythm attack
Coming down on the floor like a maniac
Hold your track so clean up the dish
By the way
How much is the fish?
How
Hold your back for the rhythym attack
Coming down on the floor like a maniac
Hold your track so clean up the dish
By the way
How much is the fish
want you back for the rhythm-attack
Coming down on the floor like a maniac
I want you back, so clean up the dish
By the way, how much is the fish
It's been a long year
Pour the glass out to the ones that ain't here
By choice
I hoist it all up
This ain't luck
No rabbit's foot
I got this thing
with a blicky
I just was a cub, now I’m man of my city
I brought the gas in a hotel
It came with the hoes and they coming by many
Ain’t tryna choose man
your hand
Roar you to sleep
Ooh Ooh, Ooh Ooh
By the sweat of her brow hear the Lioness growl
While protecting her cubs in the wilderness
They told her
Left my love to go and serve my light and
Ever since a youth was used to moving on my own
The lonely cub too cutthroat
Gave a fuck about your validation
There's a lot of fish in the sea
I just wanna find the fish for me
I'm finding my Nemo
Let's go
So many girls out there swimming in the sea
I'm
the track of the beat watch Bobby flip the metronome
High voltage, keep my seat in winsbro cultured
Kill enemies by mailin them the poison glue postage
with her
She gon leave me feverish
She gon give me sea burns
I don't really know
I just wanna go
I don't really know
I cannot go
But we don't have time
When I got nowhere, got nowhere to go
Inspired by life, lookin' right at the glow
Thinking faster than light
In the dark when I'm broken
Again
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