There's a deserted South Sea Island
Where my brain can't get corroded;
There's a deserted South Sea Island
Where I'll live just like Thoreau did.
On this deserted South Sea Island
If it should ever dawn on me
That love and sex are not so rough,
I'll go and swim out far enough
In the crowded South Sea sea,
And just watchBig fishes
Eat little fishes
All day.
Big fishes
Scare little fishes
Away.
Although each fin
Might seem akin
And every gill identical,
The law
Is in the jaw
And in the tentacle.
Big fishes
Use little fishes
As bait.
Big fishes
Rule little fishes'
Fate.
When a fish would like to mall a fish,
He goes in search of smaller fish,
For smaller fish are all a fish
Can slay!
Big fishes have faith,
Little fishes pray,
And big fishes
Eat little fishes
All day.