I got a nagging doubt
Prepare to have this out
I got a bone or two
I'd like to pick with you
I know the reason why you
Tell these lies, that scandalize
You only do it to annoy
Just like a spiteful little boy
Queer fish
You're a queer fish
Some say you've lost your touch
Not that it matters much, 'cause
You were an inspiration
A visionary, a revelation
But madly, you threw it all away
Now sadly on reflection
All you've got's your misdirection
Queer fish
You're a queer fish
And you don't look quite so quite so cute
As you used to
You don't look quite so cute
As you used to
In fact you look quite debauched
But my hands are tied
So what can I do
Queer fish
You're a queer fish
And you don't look quite so quite so cute
As you used to
You don't look quite so cute
As you used to
In fact you look quite debauched
But my hands are tied
So what can I do
My hands are tied
So what can I do
My hands
Are tied
What can
I do
