| Song | Fish |
| Artist | An Pierlé |
| Album | Mud Stories |
| Fish in the sea swims backwards to me | |
| He knows all about my desires | |
| Sea turns to grout some clouds cried too loud | |
| I’m tangled on corraloid wires | |
| Maybe i’m drowning pretend i don’t notice | |
| I just can’t admit i like drifting down there | |
| Hey Mr Wind why don’t you blow things | |
| Over over | |
| But instead he blows the coal | |
| While with the waves he goes | |
| Ripple babble babble ripple babble... | |
| Cut the crap come on and | |
| Flow me home | |
| Things are sure to straighten out | |
| Once more | |
| Fish in the sea looks sideways at me | |
| He thinks that i smell a bit fishy | |
| Maybe i’m drowning self-pity takes over | |
| While Mr Wing whistles a song in my ear | |
| As before | |
| Won’t do it no more | |
| Do it no more | |
| Said that before |
| Fish in the sea swims backwards to me | |
| He knows all about my desires | |
| Sea turns to grout some clouds cried too loud | |
| I' m tangled on corraloid wires | |
| Maybe i' m drowning pretend i don' t notice | |
| I just can' t admit i like drifting down there | |
| Hey Mr Wind why don' t you blow things | |
| Over over | |
| But instead he blows the coal | |
| While with the waves he goes | |
| Ripple babble babble ripple babble... | |
| Cut the crap come on and | |
| Flow me home | |
| Things are sure to straighten out | |
| Once more | |
| Fish in the sea looks sideways at me | |
| He thinks that i smell a bit fishy | |
| Maybe i' m drowning selfpity takes over | |
| While Mr Wing whistles a song in my ear | |
| As before | |
| Won' t do it no more | |
| Do it no more | |
| Said that before |