Man On A Fish - Good Rats

Ask me whatever yes is and knows

I’m a man of the world who has traveled all roads

And I’ve seen all the troubles that a lifetime should see

Like a man on a fish -- it ain’t no place to be

And I’ve seen only sorrow in brassy old beds

And I’ve looked for the answers in many gray heads

I like to listen to the words that I say

I’m the only man left who will see things my way

Like the old movie houses that haven’t been sold

I was filled with a warmness that’s turned into cold

Look at my face boy -- study it close

Look at my eyes and notice my nose

Are you thinking that I must have been quiet a man

Well it’s more than you think -- I can still break ya hand

If its pity you’re giving — then I’ll have me none

If it’s warmth you’re expecting -- go out in the sun!

I like to listen to the words that I say

I’m the only man left who will see things my way

Like the old movie houses that haven’t been sold

I was filled with a warmness that’s turned into cold

Your time is coming and mine’s near the end

I believe there’s a chance that I might be here again

And I’ll see all the troubles that a lifetime should see

Like a man on a fish -- it ain’t no place to be

And I’ll throw my arm out as I reach for the ring

Life’s a merry-go-round -- I’ll repeat everything!

I like to listen to the words that I say

I’m the only man left who will see things my way

Like the old movie houses that haven’t been sold

I was filled with a warmness that’s turned into cold

I like to listen to the words that I say

I’m the only man left who will see things my way

Like the old movie houses that haven’t been sold

I was filled with a warmness that’s turned into cold

I like to listen to the words that I say

I’m the only man left who will see things my way

Like the old movie houses that haven’t been sold

I was filled with a warmness that’s turned into cold