Pulled out of Freeport
Heading off the shore
Got a couple blocks of ice
And a couple hundred more
Leaving him alone
Out where he feels alive
His wife cooks the books
Make six figures look like five
On the fish train
The fish train
On the fish train
With the fisherman's wife
She's rolling down the track
Something fishy in the air the air
It's probably the fish!
Or their guts in her hair
Chewing on her pencil
Shuffling through some bills
Will she pay the deckhands
Or spend it all on pills
Pull into the market
Screaming of the brakes
(Screech!)
As he casts another net
The sea gives and she takes
On the fish train
The fish train
On the fish train
With the fisherman's wife
Got a barrel full of skate
Two kinds of carp
Three tons of cod
And one shark
On the fish train
The fish train
On the fish train
With the fisherman's wife
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The Stupid Robots - Fish Train Lyrics
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Pulled out of Freeport
Heading off the shore
Got a couple blocks of ice
And a couple hundred more
Leaving him alone
Out where he feels alive
His wife cooks the books
Make six figures look like five
On the fish train
The fish train
On the fish train
With the fisherman's wife
She's rolling down the track
Something fishy in the air the air
It's probably the fish!
Or their guts in her hair
Chewing on her pencil
Shuffling through some bills
Will she pay the deckhands
Or spend it all on pills
Pull into the market
Screaming of the brakes
(Screech!)
As he casts another net
The sea gives and she takes
On the fish train
The fish train
On the fish train
With the fisherman's wife
Got a barrel full of skate
Two kinds of carp
Three tons of cod
And one shark
On the fish train
The fish train
On the fish train
With the fisherman's wife
Heading off the shore
Got a couple blocks of ice
And a couple hundred more
Leaving him alone
Out where he feels alive
His wife cooks the books
Make six figures look like five
On the fish train
The fish train
On the fish train
With the fisherman's wife
She's rolling down the track
Something fishy in the air the air
It's probably the fish!
Or their guts in her hair
Chewing on her pencil
Shuffling through some bills
Will she pay the deckhands
Or spend it all on pills
Pull into the market
Screaming of the brakes
(Screech!)
As he casts another net
The sea gives and she takes
On the fish train
The fish train
On the fish train
With the fisherman's wife
Got a barrel full of skate
Two kinds of carp
Three tons of cod
And one shark
On the fish train
The fish train
On the fish train
With the fisherman's wife
Writer: Jonathan Sanders
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid