Endless Seafood
Robert Pollard
Catch the will to follow
It’s dredging the seaboard
It’s some birth that tingle
Listen to the weatherman homing the seagulls
To rise and to mingle
You can tell a lot from the fake and bake
You can write a song with the truth
You can make declarings of love
They’re cheap if they ask you, though
Which is the one?
Which is the one?
Which is the one?
Declarings of love are cheap
With so many fish in the sea
Which one will it always be?
You can be hungry and еmpty inside
Strangled in the nеt
Or frozen on the outside
It’s not very hard to do
Shattered faces
Many more
Have their places at the door
Hey
Open boxes full of flies
Know their distance
Weight and size