Adrian Belew - Fish Head

Yeshe was a fish head


His frontal lobe a retread


He rode a little motor scooter


They said he was a neuter


Tried to be a masher


He was a failure as a flasher


What made it most regrettable


He thought he was incredible





Here I comeyeahlook at me now


I’m a smooth operatorI’m a mood elevator


They always said I would be nothing but a fish head


And look at me now





Yeshe was a fish...sandwich


Unfortunate case of brain damage


His modus operandi


A burger and a french frie


His mother was a plumber


His father was a momur


He walked around a lot and took long naps





Here I comeyeahlook at me now


I’m a smooth operatorI’m a mood elevator


They always said I would be nothing but a fish head


And look at me now


Here I comeheylook at me now


I’m a stimulatorI’m a tax evader


They always said I would be nothing but a fish head


And look at me now





Yes he was a fish headas stable as a waterbed


For fear of pantaphobia he moved to ethiopia





Here I comeyeahlook at me now


I’m a stimulatorI’m a space invader


They always said I would be nothing but a fish head


And look at me now