Lyrics:
of the day
So treat me that way
Boy I know you wanna be kissing
So treat me like your fishing
We're on the dock in the the dark
Waiting for the break
stronger
Ever since that day
Growing with each other
In many different ways
Let's go fly fishing
Shooting star wishing
On a new mission
I'm by your side
got a good one
Everywhere I go the people all know
Everyone's doing that rag
Everyone's doing that rag
Take my line go fishing for a Tuesday
Maybe
I went down to the fishing hole
And I set down with my fishing pole
Somethin' grabb'd my hook and it got my bait
And jerked me out in the middle
And all the girls
Who try to look pretty
And if your train's on time
You can get to work by 9
And start your slaving job
To get your pay
If you ever get
When I was a young boy my dad would take me fishing
Way back in the woods
We would camp there for the weekend
We would fish all day have a campfire
in your eye
Making your plans while
30 years of a half life
Just passes you by
We were such bail birds
We had nothing to pack
The days down in the map
the beers
Well, you'd think I'd have tamed
My old dragons by now
I've always tried to be a good scout
But every now and then they come swoopin' in
Saying,
cry, cry
Old money
Your old money doesn't matter now
Have mercy
Mercy, mercy, daddy's going fishing now
He put the bait onto his line
He's
man alive fifty-five miles an hour
They want us to go on this Interstate
And you go fifty-five and you get run over
By a truck so what do you do
Man I
a cold beer watching time go by
If I wasn't here fishing I'd be somewhere else wishing
Wishing I was fishing
Sun up and I'm ready to roll
Best damn time
Suffocated by mirrors, stained by dreams
Her honey belly pulls the seams
Curves are still upon the hinge
Pale zeros tinge the tiger skin
Moist
fine
And the world is mine
On Blue Bayou
Where those fishing boats
With their sails afloat
If I could only see
That familiar sunrise
Through
and I'm by her side
On a day when the world is tough
Well how's the fishing out past the stars
Do you got the same Ol' house as ours
Do you got the same Ol'
going fishing in the dark,
Lying on our backs and counting the stars
Where the cool grass grows
Down by the river in the full moon light,
We'll be fallin'
rain all day
And it stoned me to my soul
Stoned me just like Jelly Roll
And it stoned me and it stoned me to my soul
Stoned me just like goin' home
Pete peacefully fishing by the river, pulled his gun and got the ???
He said, "Pete, you think you've changed, but you have not."
He cocked his pistol,
today
Let's go home now
and come back another day
Let's go fish, fishing
It's a lot of fun!
Come with us fishing!
Come with us, everyone!
today
Let's go home now
and come back another day
Let's go fish, fishing
It's a lot of fun!
Come with us fishing!
Come with us, everyone!
by the old mill run
The lazy, lazy river in the noon day sun
Linger in the shade of a kind old tree
Throw away your troubles
Dream a dream with me
Up
days are done,
I want to be a fisherman.
Now years gone by we find man that rules the sea.
He sets out on a dark May morning .
To bring his catch back
Days after the attack on Plastic Beach
Noodle awoke in a strange
Japanese village that
Smelled of fish it was a
Fishing village she'd been nursed
you
You used to take me fishing down by the wishing well,
One day you threw a wish in, and we listened while it fell,
And you made a wish
"When
sister and I recall once more
The fishing schooners pulling into shore,
And the dog-cart we drove in days before
But we don't talk about that.
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