Ian Brown: The fisherman

If you're listening fishermans friend Bring it together again Hearing the fishermans friend Bring it together again If you're listening fishermans friend Bring it together again If you're hearing the fishermans friend Bring it together again Saturn, Satans claws, Santa Clause Coke Cola made X-mas Scarlet Santa Effervescent banter Father Chistmas Christmas apoints a running December Special effects so we'll all remember Sending whores to heaven Shaking rubber legs around eleven Casting waves upon two lovers With cottontail covers Keeping watchful over sheep He dares to wake a lion as it rumbles in it's sleep If you're listening fishermans friend Bring it together again If you're hearing the fishermans friend Bring it together again If you're listening fishermans friend Bring it together again If you're hearing the fishermans friend Bring it together again Blinding the so called sights Standing back and watching grown men weep As a priest sends flowers of romance as he dances the dance Ask yourself why without using any tricks A roulette table numbered one to thirty six In sequence added up six hundred sixty six Number of the beast Prophesised by those who roam the middle east If you're listening fishermans friend Bring it together again If you're hearing the fishermans friend Bring it together again If you're listening fishermans friend Bring it together again If you're hearing the fishermans friend Bring it together again All bread needs yeast To keep away the green mould of envy Chop off the Queens feet and cause a media frenzy Fishing fleets slicing fins off pregenant dolphins in Japanese waters Men in makeup, men in robes Liberian militia, severing limbs off infants at the side of the road People in glass houses who wish it was a farm Billonaires daughers in paupers sons arms The slumber of a gorilla as he shakes the mountain side Men exchanging graces for the pleasure of a ride If you never made a stand, you've never made no rules Day time freaks, night time fools Sending messages home by mobile phone Kung fu, yoga, Harlem knows ya Broklyn show ya, declaration by the Pope of Rome For Jesus to have Michelangelo's uncle's nose Man shall not live by bread alone Use more ink to say I stink I can lie back laughing, watching you sink If you're listening fishermans friend Bring it together again Hearing the fishermans friend Bring it together again If you're listening fishermans friend Bring it together again If you're hearing, the fishermans friend Bring it together again If you're listening fishermans friend Bring it together again If you're listening, the fishermans friend Bring it together again If you're hearing fishermans friend Bring it together again If you're hearing fishermans friend Bring it together again