Eddied trying to make it with the scuba diver,

Katie's sacked out in the treasure chest.

Bobby's floatin' lifeless on the top of the bowl

We warned him one more flake would be his death.

Crazy Jane got her name from eating her own young

Man we all swim a wide path around her

Me, I was inhaling bubbles just lookin' for trouble

When Mrs. Murphy moved the furniture.

Now she's got us by a big picture window

With a clear view of the Jersey bay far below

And it drew us all together (except Bobby of course)

To talk about primordial things that fish just seem to know

And Eddie relayed stories his old man told us

'Bout a place he lived in the past

Where you could swim all day and swim all night

And never even hit the glass

Crazy Jane said, "I might be crazy okay

But even I don't believe that fish story."

Larry laughed and said, "Eddie's just like his old man

Talking trash bout his days of glory."

Well, Eddie didn't even call Larry out on that shot

He just kept starin' at the water below

Man we never did think he would blow that tank

Then Mrs. Murphy opened the window.



Well, the window got shut, but me and Katie been thinkin'

We'll be ready to go by spring

But then, I got Katie pregnant and, man that was all she wrote

But fortunately, Crazy Jane ate our offspring.

Cause there's life beyond these Pyrex walls

Will we make it, man, I don't know

Will we get to the water will we crash on the docks?

Either way, what a way to go.



The fishlands. We're going to the fishlands.

We're gonna get to that place, it's gonna be real slick

We're gonna find out the truth about Moby Dick.