Taken from the ripsnorting FRANK FISH & the FINS Live Vol 1 CD recorded on horseback in Holland. It's a 52 week holiday folks!

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“ You won’t find any music there that matches the mood that I’m in.” I tell him.
Frank's not listening. He’s varnishing his hair with milk. He’s draped a heavy flag over his shoulders trapping several of the ants. He sees a tench in a cage full of smoke. He ignores its cries. He writes the word ‘binky’ on a piece of cheese and hands it to me.
“ I’ll use it to polish my rods” I tell him, shielding my eyes from the glare of the now smouldering flag. I place the cheese in a wooden box, which is labelled ‘No Cheese’.

She's marching to resovoir
Her rods are on her shoulder
She knows it's fishing time of year
Because her mother told her
She's got a green umbrella
To protect her from the rain
For bait she uses maggots
she calls them all by name
There's a shark in the ocean
There's a tench in the pool
Get your reels in motion and cast away, cast away...
A trembling hand on the cork handle
white knuckles on the spanner
Hit it with the shiny end
in a lady-like manner
A mixture of emotions
when you cosh it with a tool
Plenty more where that came from
Millions more just as delicious
Funny how when there's a lot
It makes just one seem so less precious
Hey it's the Fishing Season
We're on a Fishing Holiday
yep it's the Fishing Season
We're gonna cast our lines away
Every day is the Fishing season
A fifty-two week holiday...
Everlasting Life
Not dead just asleep
Everlasting Life
what you sow is what you reap
so tomorrow when you're tired
and you have a little kip
You might wake up with a hook through your lip...