An oyster was
a'travelling
Along the ocean road;
He'd been some time preparing,
And now he'd left the fold.
Along the ocean road;
He'd been some time preparing,
And now he'd left the fold.
He was sick
of being oysterized,
And he wanted to explode,
To explode.And he wanted to explode,
He saw a pretty
flying fish
And said if I could have one wish
I'd change into a flying fish,
And then I would be happy.
And said if I could have one wish
I'd change into a flying fish,
And then I would be happy.
The flying fish came down to
see
Just who had made this plea;
And seeing the poor oyster,
Said this cannot be.
Just who had made this plea;
And seeing the poor oyster,
Said this cannot be.
An oyster has to
stay inside,
And a flying fish must flee
And a flying fish must flee
All the time.
As the oyster
turned to go away,
The flying fish was heard to say,
"If I could find a place to stay,
I know I would be happy, yes I would."
Ooh la, ooh la, ooh la, ooh la,
Ooh la la la.
The flying fish was heard to say,
"If I could find a place to stay,
I know I would be happy, yes I would."
Ooh la, ooh la, ooh la, ooh la,
Ooh la la la.
Note: Wonderful lyric/tune/performance from the all-time greatest album, Shooting At The Moon.
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