The Answer Phone
The home telephone rings and rings and rings,
Sue remains on the couch ignoring it,
It rings and rings and rings and rings and rings,
Very soon, the answer machine is hit.
Sue remains on the couch ignoring it,
It could be her aunt calling once again,
Very soon, the answer machine is hit:
'Answer the god dam phone, I know you're in!'
It could be her aunt calling once again,
No matter who calls or however mad,
'Answer the god dam phone, I know you're in!'
Sue will never answer for she feels sad.
No matter who calls or however mad,
She sits on the seat unprepared to talk,
Sue will never answer for she feels sad
Unfazed by them who her telephone stalk.
She sits on the seat unprepared to talk
The home telephone rings and rings and rings,
Unfazed by them who her telephone stalk
It rings and rings and rings and rings and rings.
The Clean Fish
The hungry fish swims through the valley's lake
The fish looks for a morsel to bite on
For hours and hours nothing's been in her wake,
Her stomach's as empty as a cannon.
The fish looks for a morsel to bite on
Anything that's wriggling and edible,
Her stomach's as empty as a cannon
She despairs to have something to nibble.
Anything that's wriggling and edible
Ah, the fish has found it, something moving,
She despairs to have something to nibble
Some sort of worm or anchovy grooving.
Ah, the fish has found it, something moving,
The fish bites, but a fishing line reels up,
Some sort of worm or anchovy grooving
A fisherman's caught his first fish for sup!
The fish bites, but a fishing line reels up
How unlucky this hungry fish has been,
A fisherman's caught his first fish for sup
The cod struggles and fights to escape clean.
How unlucky this hungry fish has been
The fish is smarter than the fisherman,
The cod struggles and fights to escape clean
The fish has put up the best fight it can.
The fish is smarter than the fisherman
Straight through his fingers, back into the pool,
The fish has put up the best fight it can
A lucky escape! Away from that fool.
Straight through his fingers, back into the pool,
For hours and hours nothing's been in her wake
A lucky escape! Away from that fool.