Flying Fishmonger Lyrics

Holy holy mackerel
Holy holy mackerel
Holy holy mackerel
Holy holy mackerel
he's bald on top he's got an artificial hip
he's gonna take a hop he's gonna take a trip
he's weak in the knees and he cant find his tees
but put your hands together cause he's here to please he's the flying fish monger
flying fish monger
he's the flying fish monger
death defying wonder
he's the flying fish monger
with nerves of steel
he's got an old bundle motor
and a pair of wheels.

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