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As I walked by the dockside
One evenin' so fair
To view the still waters
And taste the salt air
I heard an old fisherman singing this song:

"Oh,

Abandon Ship

Busta Rhymes

The Coming

1996

striking had you swelling
Cruising in my Lands, watch the police how they be gelling
Lock you up for days and got a nigga ass smelling
Yo fuck that!  You

Here We Go Again Lake Michigan
Watch a couple niggas float now they missing friends
Off that good Kush whirlwind mind spin
Round and round we go

Counting on Me

James Reyne

James Reyne

1987

by name
Free spirits all turn out the same

The living and the dead
The traffic in your bed
Count it all out
What do you see
The money that you

I'm Charles Manson
Got a sharp knife by my pillow ask why
So why'd you do it
Why did you give up with no sign
Of living it all up
Been runnin for so

realistic hooks
Like a fisherman's brook
An efficient outlook
To disintegrate the foundation shook
By that babbling brook
Shoulda offed her
Left her sleepin

Where'd you go did you move away over Fisherman's Lane I don't know 
Was it the cuts or the endless shifts grab your records and skiff 
Yes I'll row

in a leather-bound book
I found a woolly lamb dozing in an issue of blood
And a gilled Jesus shivering on a fisherman's hook

Babe
It seems so long

morning came a fisherman
The big one in his sights
He went to catch his dinner down by the riverside
With his hook in the water 
His good eye on the bobber

Before I take what is mine
I′ll tell you what I am

Long ago there lived a fisherman′s family
Poor in possession but rich at heart
Food on the table

To tell a good fisherman's tale

Today's for tales, I know
I'll sing all me songs as I sail along
and carry me torch as I go
Away, away again
I don't know

Dead Body Disposal

Kool G Rap

The Pre-Kill, Vol. 2

2012

discovered by mistake
Drop it as far from shore as possible otherwise it'll pop up at low tide or 
be seen by some fisherman's opticals
Distributing! Body

the lock, to leave your scar of a mark
Your eyes point my direction, I'm not their reflection
You conquer by division since his love's prisoned
Mastered your

A small town gets even smaller
When the city rollers come down
Slow power walkers and feverish watchers
Summoned by the warm winds of winter
Gone are

I'm living this shit. No, it ain't cap rap
Playin' with P.s., We brought the trap back
Rap ass nigga doing all that wolfing
Watch when I catch him,

I Love America

Alice Cooper

The Life & Crimes of Alice Cooper

1999

Patton in World War Two
My Pocket Fisherman and my Crazy Glue
I love the Beav and Wally too, yeah
I love America

I love the bomb, hot dogs

One by One

Sticky Fingers

Westway (The Glitter & the Slums)

2016

ending to this world
Just your own existence
I'm just picking up the pieces
One by one
One by one

I say I'm sorry
I know it's not fair
Look out my

I got a a girl who lives by the sea 
She’s the one for me 
Daughter of an old salt fisherman 
By the name of Goliath Lee 
Amber eyes and satin skin

of hell, The storm grew ever-more
As he knocked upon the door

A fisherman let Saville in, provided sips of brew
When Saville thawed he said by God we have

Okay, okay
Baby looking like Cirque De Soleil
Fits like a glove
Quick shout to OJ
Grab the bull by the horns
Like ole, ole
Made clear that I don't play,

gloss
In his natural state.
His natural state.
And Earthworm Jim
Found himself in
A fisherman's bait.

Peter Rabbit and his friends
Got hit by Mercedes

go away, the threat of feeling preyed
If you aim for the causeway
Just keep calm
Keep calm like a bomb, yeah

Knots away from the mast now
Floating by

tongues scarred

But she's healed by the man
The good within that man
It's not always there
But the Fisherman can

at the zoo
There wasn't any plan, but then there never is
She had her own world and he had his

Billie Jean, she was a fisherman's dream as she was shouting