Flax

[Verse 1]
Fish climb up the net
To revenge the sea lioness
A fisherman up on the deck
A wrinkled turtleneck
Disappears in a cloud of smell
A little fear on a seashell

[Verse 2]
All the water here will stand
All their umbrellas are broken
All their castles made of sand
You fish belong in the open
Bathysphere
An abandoned yawl
A leak in hell and a body falls
Overboard

[Outro]
Near the leak in hell
So very near to where the body fell
And disappeared in a cloud of smell
A little fear on a seashell