Fish In A Bowl Songtext

von Nick Heyward

Fish In A Bowl

Everywhere I go,
A thousand faces stare at me.
Eating from the palm,
A date from hand to mouth.
Break a leg!
The shoes are on the bottom,
On your way,
But the wardrobe always stays wide open
All washed up
Stood on the shore, the wave is over
But I'm all washed up.
Fish in a bowl.
Everywhere I go.
All bob or weave, or so it seems
But aiming low in life.
They keep their noses clean.
All washed up,
Stood on the shore, the wave is over,
But I'm all washed up.
An ordered life from start to finish and my timing is
Out.
All washed up,
Stood on the shore, the wave is over,
Btu I'm all washed up.......
.....Fish!......