Lyrics:
suits
May suit society
But they're just too fancy for me
Give me a fishing boat
Give me a wide eyed grin
Don't even try to gloat
Cause you won't
Picking up fishing boats and spewing them on the shore
The boy is hit, lit up against the sky, like a sign, like a neon sign
And he crumples, drops
And the rain lifts lids off cars
Spinning buses like toys
Stripping them to chrome
Across the bay, the waves are something else
Picking up fishing boats
Watching all the fishing boats coming
Lying back in the warm, soft sand
Seeing you with the sun in your eyes
Looking 'round with the wind in my
High in the ranks of the bleeding hearts
With one to call my own
On the docks of the fishing boats
Of semi precious stone
Recent light
Fresh
Grain Belt beer
I sure don't drink Corona, sides they don't serve it here
So I'm sittin' in my fishing boat, castin' lures for pike
After I catch my
I was fishing, just sitting
On a ferry boat And looking
I was fishing
They were watching me
I was looking for fishes
For luscious flying fishes
the rails
The tractor trailer drives on the highway
The fishing boat’s where you’ll find Grandpa Mike
And the car is something that you see every day
Things
just fell
So I drifted down to New Orleans
Looking for to be employed
Workin' for awhile on a fishing boat
Right outside of Delacroix
But all the while I
oceanographer Matt Hooper
Sir, if someone is attacked by a shark
What should they do?
(Do the hustle)
We are going aboard the fishing boat of Captain Quint
to my Entry Island home.||And when the fishing boats return, |fiddles play, my heart will yearn,|And once again, |my dreams they will have flown;|For I
LISTEN AND YOU’LL HEAR THE OCEAN WEEP
CHORUS Listen, you can hear the ocean weep,
As fishing boats destroy life in the sea.
Each day brings news
local water holes
I've got three days off from my regular job
Just let my mind go wandering
Fly fly fly fly fishing poles
Paddle boats pull up close
I don't want to talk about,
Things I don't want to say,
Twisted spires and lonely byres,
And fishing boats in winter spray
Winter spray.
I was
by the sea
I lost control here
Living free
I left my soul there
Down by the sea
I lost control here
Living free
Fishing boats sail past
day and the catfish play on Blue Bayou
Where the fishing boats with their sails afloat if I could only see
That familiar sunrise through sleepy eyes
Sheriff Parker, he's been on my trail
For nearly 20 years
But all he's got's a belly
From crying in his beer
Now he hears the family fishing boat
Is coming
lives in the wreck of the Tammy Anne.||When the Tammy Anne went missing, |and the Coast Guard came to search,|there were fishing boats already
All invoke
The Summer soon to bloom
On a soft and fresh Atlantic air
A must of pollen floats
On Galway Bay I spy
A gaily painted fishing boat
the lights go down,
In that Caribbean town,
And the fishing boats that go out from the coast,
Are tied up and dry, yeah yeah yeah,
Suddenly there's
gushing down)
Chewing fingernails in her shit-eating grin
(Sarah)
They cut out her heart when
(She was a little girl)
And in the fishing boat she thought
drank a toast to health
Baby, didn't we now
Sailed the island in a fishing boat
Share our secrets and we held them close
Baby, yeah you know we did
by the sea
I lost control here
Living free
I left my soul there
Down by the sea
I lost control here
Living free
Fishing boats sail past
An old fisherman in Fukuoka, gave me a ride on his small fishing boat
Took me to Eulsukdo in South Korea
All through our trip, I was cursed with
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