The Tiger Lillies
Fisheads
Fisheads in the gutters
The whores are old and tired
Sailors are tellin' tales
Sailors are all liars
The fisheads are their only meal
They lie in their stomachs and congeal

Fisheads (fisheads)
Fisheads (fisheads)
Fisheads (fisheads)
Fisheads (fisheads)
Fisheads, those fisheads

Thieves go out thieving
The old men expire
The seagulls scream obscenities
From the churches' spires
And the fisheads are their only meal
They lie in their stomachs and congeal

Fisheads (fisheads) ...

The street singers sing
Their throats on fire
And the crucifixes fall
From the church's spire
And the fisheads are their only meals
They lie in their stomachs and congeal
Fisheads (fisheads) ...

And the police round up the thieves
Kick them about
The thieves all scream
And the thieves all shout
And the fisheads, they vomit them out
Those fisheads scream and shout

Yeah, fisheads (fisheads) ...