Pisces Fish (ver. 2)

	  		 
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mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm... 
 
 
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Rowers gliding on the river 
 
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Canadian geese crap along the bank 
 
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Back wheel of my bike beguins to quiver 
 
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The chain is wrapped around the crank 
 
 
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           Old ladies, who must be doggie training 
 
 
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Walking, trowing balls, chasing all the sheep 
 
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While the farmer stands around and he's complaining 
 
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His mad cows are being put to sleep 
 
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       I'm  a  Pices Fish and the river runs through my soul 
          
 
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Smoke signals from the brewery 
 
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Like someone in there found the latest pope 
 
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In a vat of beer that keeps pumping out with fury 
 
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While the church bell ringer's tangled in his rope 
 
 
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          But there's a temple on an island 
 
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I think of all the gods and what they feel 
 
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You can only find them in the deepest silence 
 
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I got to get out of this big wheel 
 
 
 
     I'm a Pices Fish and the river runs through my soul 
 
     I'm a Pices Fish and the river runs through my soul 
 
 
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  And I'll be swimming until  I  can   find   those  waters 
 
 
Simile 
That, the one unbounded ocean of bliss 
 
Simile 
That's flowing through your parents, sons and daughters 
 
Simile 
But still an easy thing for us to miss 
 
 
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Blades go skimming through the water 
 
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I hear the coxon shouting his instructions about 
 
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With this crew oh, it could be a tall order 
 
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Have we time to sort all of these things out? 
 
 
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           Sometimes my life it feels like  fiction 
 
 
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Some of the days it's really quite serene	 
 
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I'm a living proof of all life's contradictions 
 
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One half is going where the other half's just been 
 
 
 
     I'm a Pices Fish and the river runs through my soul 
 
     I'm a Pices Fish and the river runs through my soul 
 
     Mmmmmm......