A Wish For A Fish

Hey riding hood I smell blood and my hands are shaking

It's so tight it ain't right are you there for the taking?

Christ seekers look into the sand

I wash that blood right from my hands

Run far away from the place where you came

Run far away from the place where you came

Hey little fish got a wish? got a thought for the ocean?

I've got time lay it down I'll pay good for the notion

Gotta run gotta hide gotta run gotta hide

Christ seekers look into the sand

I wash that blood right from my hands

Run far away from the place where you came

Run far away from the place where you came