Текст песни Fish and Get Fat - Gaelic Storm
                                                    I 
                                                keep 
                                                it 
                                                goin' 
                                                day 
                                                by 
                                                day,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Drink 
                                                my 
                                                coffee, 
                                                smile 
                                                and 
                                                say,
 
                                    
                                
                                                "Doin' 
                                                fine... 
                                                how's 
                                                it 
                                                treatin' 
                                                you?"
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                smile 
                                                comes 
                                                from 
                                                    a 
                                                movie 
                                                scene,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Words 
                                                from 
                                                Sunday's 
                                                magazine,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                    I 
                                                am, 
                                                    I 
                                                only 
                                                wish 
                                                    I 
                                                knew.
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                wanna 
                                                fish 
                                                and 
                                                get 
                                                fat, 
                                                I'm 
                                                done 
                                                with 
                                                all 
                                                of 
                                                that!
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                wanna 
                                                fish 
                                                and 
                                                get 
                                                fat... 
                                                    I 
                                                ain't 
                                                comin' 
                                                back!
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                movin' 
                                                backward 
                                                stride 
                                                by 
                                                stride, 
                                                I'm 
                                                sliced 
                                                I'm 
                                                diced, 
                                                I'm 
                                                crispy 
                                                fried.
 
                                    
                                
                                                City's 
                                                closin' 
                                                in 
                                                on 
                                                me,
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                windows 
                                                to 
                                                my 
                                                soul 
                                                are 
                                                sad 
                                                reflections 
                                                of 
                                                    a 
                                                billboard 
                                                ad:
 
                                    
                                
                                                Buy 
                                                one 
                                                now 
                                                and 
                                                get 
                                                another 
                                                free!
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                wanna 
                                                fish 
                                                and 
                                                get 
                                                fat, 
                                                I'm 
                                                done 
                                                with 
                                                all 
                                                of 
                                                that!
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                wanna 
                                                fish 
                                                and 
                                                get 
                                                fat... 
                                                    I 
                                                ain't 
                                                comin' 
                                                back!
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                movin' 
                                                backward 
                                                stride 
                                                by 
                                                stride, 
                                                I'm 
                                                sliced 
                                                I'm 
                                                diced, 
                                                I'm 
                                                crispy 
                                                fried.
 
                                    
                                
                                                City's 
                                                closin' 
                                                in 
                                                on 
                                                me,
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                windows 
                                                to 
                                                my 
                                                soul 
                                                are 
                                                sad 
                                                reflections 
                                                of 
                                                    a 
                                                billboard 
                                                ad:
 
                                    
                                
                                                Buy 
                                                one 
                                                now 
                                                and 
                                                get 
                                                another 
                                                free!
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                genuine 
                                                synthetic 
                                                fake, 
                                                lock 
                                                me 
                                                up 
                                                and 
                                                let 
                                                me 
                                                bake,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Turn 
                                                me 
                                                over 
                                                now, 
                                                    I 
                                                think 
                                                I'm 
                                                done,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sprinkle 
                                                me 
                                                with 
                                                MSG, 
                                                    a 
                                                word 
                                                or 
                                                two 
                                                of 
                                                sympathy,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Slap 
                                                me 
                                                'round 
                                                and 
                                                throw 
                                                me 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                bun!
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                keep 
                                                it 
                                                goin' 
                                                day 
                                                by 
                                                day,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Drink 
                                                my 
                                                coffee, 
                                                smile 
                                                and 
                                                say,
 
                                    
                                
                                                "Doin' 
                                                fine... 
                                                how's 
                                                it 
                                                treatin' 
                                                you?"
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                smile 
                                                comes 
                                                from 
                                                    a 
                                                movie 
                                                scene,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Words 
                                                from 
                                                Sunday's 
                                                magazine,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                    I 
                                                am, 
                                                    I 
                                                only 
                                                wish 
                                                    I 
                                                knew.
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                wanna 
                                                fish 
                                                and 
                                                get 
                                                fat, 
                                                I'm 
                                                done 
                                                with 
                                                all 
                                                of 
                                                that!
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                wanna 
                                                fish 
                                                and 
                                                get 
                                                fat... 
                                                    I 
                                                ain't 
                                                comin' 
                                                back!
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                movin' 
                                                backward 
                                                stride 
                                                by 
                                                stride, 
                                                I'm 
                                                sliced 
                                                I'm 
                                                diced, 
                                                I'm 
                                                crispy 
                                                fried.
 
                                    
                                
                                                City's 
                                                closin' 
                                                in 
                                                on 
                                                me,
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                windows 
                                                to 
                                                my 
                                                soul 
                                                are 
                                                sad 
                                                reflections 
                                                of 
                                                    a 
                                                billboard 
                                                ad:
 
                                    
                                
                                                Buy 
                                                one 
                                                now 
                                                and 
                                                get 
                                                another 
                                                free!
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                wanna 
                                                fish 
                                                and 
                                                get 
                                                fat, 
                                                I'm 
                                                done 
                                                with 
                                                all 
                                                of 
                                                that!
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                wanna 
                                                fish 
                                                and 
                                                get 
                                                fat... 
                                                    I 
                                                ain't 
                                                comin' 
                                                back!
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                movin' 
                                                backward 
                                                stride 
                                                by 
                                                stride, 
                                                I'm 
                                                sliced 
                                                I'm 
                                                diced, 
                                                I'm 
                                                crispy 
                                                fried.
 
                                    
                                
                                                City's 
                                                closin' 
                                                in 
                                                on 
                                                me,
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                windows 
                                                to 
                                                my 
                                                soul 
                                                are 
                                                sad 
                                                reflections 
                                                of 
                                                    a 
                                                billboard 
                                                ad:
 
                                    
                                
                                                Buy 
                                                one 
                                                now 
                                                and 
                                                get 
                                                another 
                                                free!
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                genuine 
                                                synthetic 
                                                fake, 
                                                lock 
                                                me 
                                                up 
                                                and 
                                                let 
                                                me 
                                                bake,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Turn 
                                                me 
                                                over 
                                                now, 
                                                    I 
                                                think 
                                                I'm 
                                                done,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sprinkle 
                                                me 
                                                with 
                                                MSG, 
                                                    a 
                                                word 
                                                or 
                                                two 
                                                of 
                                                sympathy,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Slap 
                                                me 
                                                'round 
                                                and 
                                                throw 
                                                me 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                bun!
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                wanna 
                                                fish 
                                                and 
                                                get 
                                                fat, 
                                                I'm 
                                                done 
                                                with 
                                                all 
                                                of 
                                                that!
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                wanna 
                                                fish 
                                                and 
                                                get 
                                                fat... 
                                                    I 
                                                ain't 
                                                comin' 
                                                back!
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                movin' 
                                                backward 
                                                stride 
                                                by 
                                                stride, 
                                                I'm 
                                                sliced 
                                                I'm 
                                                diced, 
                                                I'm 
                                                crispy 
                                                fried.
 
                                    
                                
                                                City's 
                                                closin' 
                                                in 
                                                on 
                                                me,
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                windows 
                                                to 
                                                my 
                                                soul 
                                                are 
                                                sad 
                                                reflections 
                                                of 
                                                    a 
                                                billboard 
                                                ad:
 
                                    
                                
                                                Buy 
                                                one 
                                                now 
                                                and 
                                                get 
                                                another 
                                                free!
 
                                    
                                
                                                River 
                                                river, 
                                                wash 
                                                me 
                                                clean, 
                                                carry 
                                                me 
                                                away.
 
                                    
                                
                                                River 
                                                river, 
                                                wash 
                                                me 
                                                clean, 
                                                carry 
                                                me 
                                                away.
 
                                    
                                
                                                River 
                                                river, 
                                                wash 
                                                me 
                                                clean, 
                                                carry 
                                                me 
                                                away.
 
                                    
                                
                                                River 
                                                river, 
                                                wash 
                                                me 
                                                clean... 
                                                'cause 
                                                    I 
                                                can't 
                                                stand 
                                                another 
                                                lousy 
                                                day!
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                move 
                                                my 
                                                mouth, 
                                                the 
                                                words 
                                                come 
                                                out,
 
                                    
                                
                                                First 
                                                    a 
                                                whisper, 
                                                then 
                                                    a 
                                                shout,
 
                                    
                                
                                                No 
                                                one 
                                                hears 
                                                    a 
                                                thing 
                                                    I 
                                                have 
                                                to 
                                                say,
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                sell-by 
                                                date 
                                                stamped 
                                                on 
                                                my 
                                                neck 
                                                is 
                                                out 
                                                of 
                                                date, 
                                                but 
                                                what 
                                                the 
                                                heck
 
                                    
                                
                                                No 
                                                one's 
                                                buying 
                                                anything 
                                                today!
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                wanna 
                                                fish 
                                                and 
                                                get 
                                                fat, 
                                                I'm 
                                                done 
                                                with 
                                                all 
                                                of 
                                                that!
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                wanna 
                                                fish 
                                                and 
                                                get 
                                                fat... 
                                                    I 
                                                ain't 
                                                comin' 
                                                back!
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                movin' 
                                                backward 
                                                stride 
                                                by 
                                                stride, 
                                                I'm 
                                                sliced 
                                                I'm 
                                                diced, 
                                                I'm 
                                                crispy 
                                                fried.
 
                                    
                                
                                                City's 
                                                closin' 
                                                in 
                                                on 
                                                me,
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                windows 
                                                to 
                                                my 
                                                soul 
                                                are 
                                                sad 
                                                reflections 
                                                of 
                                                    a 
                                                billboard 
                                                ad:
 
                                    
                                
                                                Buy 
                                                one 
                                                now 
                                                and 
                                                get 
                                                another 
                                                free!
 
                                    
                                
                                                River 
                                                river, 
                                                wash 
                                                me 
                                                clean, 
                                                carry 
                                                me 
                                                away.
 
                                    
                                
                                                River 
                                                river, 
                                                wash 
                                                me 
                                                clean, 
                                                carry 
                                                me 
                                                away.
 
                                    
                                
                                                River 
                                                river, 
                                                wash 
                                                me 
                                                clean, 
                                                carry 
                                                me 
                                                away.
 
                                    
                                
                                                River 
                                                river, 
                                                wash 
                                                me 
                                                clean... 
                                                'cause 
                                                    I 
                                                can't 
                                                stand 
                                                another 
                                                lousy 
                                                day!
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                move 
                                                my 
                                                mouth, 
                                                the 
                                                words 
                                                come 
                                                out,
 
                                    
                                
                                                First 
                                                    a 
                                                whisper, 
                                                then 
                                                    a 
                                                shout,
 
                                    
                                
                                                No 
                                                one 
                                                hears 
                                                    a 
                                                thing 
                                                    I 
                                                have 
                                                to 
                                                say,
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                sell-by 
                                                date 
                                                stamped 
                                                on 
                                                my 
                                                neck 
                                                is 
                                                out 
                                                of 
                                                date, 
                                                but 
                                                what 
                                                the 
                                                heck
 
                                    
                                
                                                No 
                                                one's 
                                                buying 
                                                anything 
                                                today!
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                wanna 
                                                fish 
                                                and 
                                                get 
                                                fat, 
                                                I'm 
                                                done 
                                                with 
                                                all 
                                                of 
                                                that!
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                wanna 
                                                fish 
                                                and 
                                                get 
                                                fat... 
                                                    I 
                                                ain't 
                                                comin' 
                                                back!
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                movin' 
                                                backward 
                                                stride 
                                                by 
                                                stride, 
                                                I'm 
                                                sliced 
                                                I'm 
                                                diced, 
                                                I'm 
                                                crispy 
                                                fried.
 
                                    
                                
                                                City's 
                                                closin' 
                                                in 
                                                on 
                                                me,
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                windows 
                                                to 
                                                my 
                                                soul 
                                                are 
                                                sad 
                                                reflections 
                                                of 
                                                    a 
                                                billboard 
                                                ad:
 
                                    
                                
                                                Buy 
                                                one 
                                                now 
                                                and 
                                                get 
                                                another 
                                                free!
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                wanna 
                                                fish 
                                                and 
                                                get 
                                                fat, 
                                                I'm 
                                                done 
                                                with 
                                                all 
                                                of 
                                                that!
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                wanna 
                                                fish 
                                                and 
                                                get 
                                                fat... 
                                                    I 
                                                ain't 
                                                comin' 
                                                back!
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                movin' 
                                                backward 
                                                stride 
                                                by 
                                                stride, 
                                                I'm 
                                                sliced 
                                                I'm 
                                                diced, 
                                                I'm 
                                                crispy 
                                                fried.
 
                                    
                                
                                                City's 
                                                closin' 
                                                in 
                                                on 
                                                me,
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                windows 
                                                to 
                                                my 
                                                soul 
                                                are 
                                                sad 
                                                reflections 
                                                of 
                                                    a 
                                                billboard 
                                                ad:
 
                                    
                                
                                                Buy 
                                                one 
                                                now 
                                                and 
                                                get 
                                                another 
                                                free!
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                wanna 
                                                fish 
                                                and 
                                                get 
                                                fat, 
                                                I'm 
                                                done 
                                                with 
                                                all 
                                                of 
                                                that!
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                wanna 
                                                fish 
                                                and 
                                                get 
                                                fat... 
                                                    I 
                                                ain't 
                                                comin' 
                                                back!
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                movin' 
                                                backward 
                                                stride 
                                                by 
                                                stride, 
                                                I'm 
                                                sliced 
                                                I'm 
                                                diced, 
                                                I'm 
                                                crispy 
                                                fried.
 
                                    
                                
                                                City's 
                                                closin' 
                                                in 
                                                on 
                                                me,
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                windows 
                                                to 
                                                my 
                                                soul 
                                                are 
                                                sad 
                                                reflections 
                                                of 
                                                    a 
                                                billboard 
                                                ad:
 
                                    
                                
                                                Buy 
                                                one 
                                                now 
                                                and 
                                                get 
                                                another 
                                                free!
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                wanna 
                                                fish 
                                                and 
                                                get 
                                                fat, 
                                                I'm 
                                                done 
                                                with 
                                                all 
                                                of 
                                                that!
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                wanna 
                                                fish 
                                                and 
                                                get 
                                                fat... 
                                                    I 
                                                ain't 
                                                comin' 
                                                back!
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                movin' 
                                                backward 
                                                stride 
                                                by 
                                                stride, 
                                                I'm 
                                                sliced 
                                                I'm 
                                                diced, 
                                                I'm 
                                                crispy 
                                                fried.
 
                                    
                                
                                                City's 
                                                closin' 
                                                in 
                                                on 
                                                me,
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                windows 
                                                to 
                                                my 
                                                soul 
                                                are 
                                                sad 
                                                reflections 
                                                of 
                                                    a 
                                                billboard 
                                                ad:
 
                                    
                                
                                                Buy 
                                                one 
                                                now 
                                                and 
                                                get 
                                                another 
                                                free!
 
                                    
                                
                            1 The Lone-Star Stowaway
2 Summer's Gone
3 Time, Drink 'Em Up
4 Short A Couple a' Bob
5 I Miss My Home
6 Born to be a Bachelor
7 Punjab Paddy
8 Stain the Grout
9 Tear Upon the Rose
10 Pina Colada in a Pint Glass
11 Fish and Get Fat
12 When I Win
13 An Cailin Deas Rua
14 Down Underground
15 Cab Ride to Kingston
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