the old man from the bottom of the sea, he looked at me, he looked at me, and said tiny dancer will you dance for me.
it was like a fish it was a tall tale about an angry little devil with tangled hair we got into a messy fight and the whole world died. The whole world died. the whole world died.
there’s a man in the window there. talking dirty like he knew you were near. Ain’t nothin but another aging lonely inch. you play little devil like he done you a kind and you ache with an anger and you sit with your sins. Crying out to heaven for some resolution like what you feel is poetry and God’s still listening.
God the fish was an old wive’s tale told by a gifted traveler with a tongue of steal who got into a bar fight and the whole world died. the whole world died. the whole world died.
so don’t you tell me another word ‘cuz I can not hold you dear you’re far away from the depths of the man from the angry sea.
the old man from the bottom of the sea he did marry , he married me and said don’t get a fever I’m just your average believer, he said now don’t get a fever I am just your average believer in love.
he was like a fish with a cold dark stare. I didn’t know he was the devil when he played with my hair. we got into a messy fight and the whole world died. the whole world died. the whole world died….