Fishboy - Seventies Singer | Lyrics
I was thirty-three in the seventies When I killed my career Writing melodies for nobody I had filled seventeen years If a tree falls in the woods Was there ever a tree
Fishboy - Driver Choreographer | Lyrics
Because as hard as I try You can't find a moment I can’t carve out the time To polish your craft And delivery drive So dictate a diary I'll talk into a mic
Fishboy - BBQ Artist | Lyrics
I was raised in smoke as a kid In the barbecue shack my dad’s dad built with him And every afternoon sauce from our chins Dripped on the patio Dad sang while prepping the ribs
Fishboy - Bass Digger | Lyrics
You don’t have to win You don’t have to play You don’t have to believe The ones that tell you that it’s a game It’s a daily choice That you choose to make If
Fishboy - Pyrotechnic Geriatric | Lyrics
In my younger days I was in a power trio I was the drummer of a primo local band We were bound for fame Oh, I could feel it in the demos So I go and buy a limo Cash in
Fishboy - The Last Waitsgiving | Lyrics
And so I run my tongue across the gap In my bottom two front teeth the morning I try to get my album back The one I lost so long ago And though the crew was briefed and prepped
Fishboy - Volunteer DJ | Lyrics
I’m a volunteer DJ At a radio station Whose transmission stretches Only five miles And though I agree the form’s obsolete I feel that I need to perform with style
Fishboy - Greatness Waitress | Lyrics
The perfect idea arrives when it’s able Forever stamps on an everything bagel I’m not an adult but I’m not a teenager no more And I work at a store With records and books I
Fishboy - Snocone Creator | Lyrics
I was listening to the local station when a singer He asked if we could try and shout a little louder I craned up my neck yelled at the weather It looked like the spring felt like the