Fisheads - The Tiger Lillies

Fisheads in the gutters

The whores are old and tired

Sailors are tellin' tales

Sailors are all liars

The fisheads are their only meal

They lie in their stomachs and congeal

Fisheads (fisheads)

Fisheads (fisheads)

Fisheads (fisheads)

Fisheads (fisheads)

Fisheads, those fisheads

Thieves go out thieving

The old men expire

The seagulls scream obscenities

From the churches' spires

And the fisheads are their only meal

They lie in their stomachs and congeal

Fisheads (fisheads) …

The street singers sing

Their throats on fire

And the crucifixes fall

From the church’s spire

And the fisheads are their only meals

They lie in their stomachs and congeal

Fisheads (fisheads) …

And the police round up the thieves

Kick them about

The thieves all scream

And the thieves all shout

And the fisheads, they vomit them out

Those fisheads scream and shout

Yeah, fisheads (fisheads) …