Lyrics of "fish with fat intestines" by balloon

One day, Monday

A fish passed in the street

He is wearing a beautiful shirt

He was breathing the dirty air of the city

Time after that day

He had women, he had money

Oh, he found it so beautiful

very fish very fish

You're wearing a suit

But you have no ideal

very fish very fish

You twist your fat body

But it never meant anything

very fish very fish

You live like a machine

You start to miss the past

Indulgent singing, material fantasy

One day you suddenly find yourself

It's another Monday

He was sent to the nature house

He's going to be with the fat intestines

To be eaten tonight

He discovered the real world

It's not a world of its own

Oh, but he's dead

very fish very fish

You're wearing a suit

But you have no ideal

very fish very fish

You twist your fat body

But it never meant anything

very fish very fish

You live like a machine

You start to miss the past

Indulgent singing, material fantasy

Suddenly one day you find yourself

very fish very fish

You're wearing a suit

But you have no ideal

very fish very fish

You twist your fat body

But it never meant anything

very fish very fish

You live like a machine

You start to miss the past

Indulgent singing, material fantasy

Suddenly one day you find yourself