The Fishmongers Daughter Lyrics by Sonya Belousova;Giona Ostinelli;Joey Batey
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Sonya Belousova;Giona Ostinelli;Joey Batey - The Fishmongers Daughter Lyrics
Oh fishmonger, oh fishmonger
Come quell your daughter's hunger
To pull on my horn
As it rises in the morn
For 'its naught, but bad luck
To f*ck with a puck
Lest your grandkid be born
A hairy young faun
Bleating and braying all day, hey ho
The fishmonger's daughter, ba ba
For 'its naught, but bad luck
To f*ck with a puck
Lest your grandkid be born
A hairy young faun
Bleating and braying all day, hey ho
The fishmonger's daughter, ba ba
Oh fishmonger, oh fishmonger
Come quell your daughter's hunger
To pull on my horn
As it rises in the morn
For 'its naught, but bad luck
To f*ck with a puck
Lest your grandkid be born
A hairy young faun
Bleating and braying all day, hey ho
The fishmonger's daughter, ba ba
Oh fishmonger, oh fishmonger
Come quell your daughter's hunger
To pull on my horn
As it rises in the morn
For 'its naught, but bad luck
To f*ck with a puck
Lest your grandkid be born
A hairy young faun
Bleating and braying all day, hey ho
The fishmonger's daughter, ba ba
For 'its naught, but bad luck
To f*ck with a puck
Lest your grandkid be born
A hairy young faun
Bleating and braying all day, hey ho
The fishmonger's daughter, ba ba
Oh fishmonger, oh fishmonger
Come quell your daughter's hunger
To pull on my horn
As it rises in the morn
For 'its naught, but bad luck
To f*ck with a puck
Lest your grandkid be born
A hairy young faun
Bleating and braying all day, hey ho
The fishmonger's daughter, ba ba
Oh fishmonger, oh fishmonger
Come quell your daughter's hunger
Come quell your daughter's hunger
To pull on my horn
As it rises in the morn
For 'its naught, but bad luck
To f*ck with a puck
Lest your grandkid be born
A hairy young faun
Bleating and braying all day, hey ho
The fishmonger's daughter, ba ba
For 'its naught, but bad luck
To f*ck with a puck
Lest your grandkid be born
A hairy young faun
Bleating and braying all day, hey ho
The fishmonger's daughter, ba ba
Oh fishmonger, oh fishmonger
Come quell your daughter's hunger
To pull on my horn
As it rises in the morn
For 'its naught, but bad luck
To f*ck with a puck
Lest your grandkid be born
A hairy young faun
Bleating and braying all day, hey ho
The fishmonger's daughter, ba ba
Oh fishmonger, oh fishmonger
Come quell your daughter's hunger
To pull on my horn
As it rises in the morn
For 'its naught, but bad luck
To f*ck with a puck
Lest your grandkid be born
A hairy young faun
Bleating and braying all day, hey ho
The fishmonger's daughter, ba ba
For 'its naught, but bad luck
To f*ck with a puck
Lest your grandkid be born
A hairy young faun
Bleating and braying all day, hey ho
The fishmonger's daughter, ba ba
Oh fishmonger, oh fishmonger
Come quell your daughter's hunger
To pull on my horn
As it rises in the morn
For 'its naught, but bad luck
To f*ck with a puck
Lest your grandkid be born
A hairy young faun
Bleating and braying all day, hey ho
The fishmonger's daughter, ba ba
Oh fishmonger, oh fishmonger
Come quell your daughter's hunger
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