“Circus Fish” by Vermillion Lies
The dark cabaret genre of music is not for everyone, but I find it to be a fun alternative to a lot of the more depressing folk bands I listen to day in and day out. I enjoy this song because it is strangely catchy. The accent they put on is humorous but really contributes to the atmosphere of the track. The sexual metaphors and euphemisms riddled throughout the lyrics are interesting as well. Overall, it’s just a fun little tune.
Come on in Gino...
I’ll cook you up some lobster bisque! I wanna smoke you like a fish.
You smell like kelp, I think it’s hot. I’m gonna stick you in my pot.
It’s true you are my fish fillet. I’ll fry you up with some frisée.
You are just like my garden trowel. I don’t know what to rhyme with trowel.
I’ll stick you deep down in the dirt and you can laugh when it hurts. Hahaha!
Then you’ll flower from your stem. They want to pluck you, I know them.
I want to wring you like a sponge. I’ll clean my floor with your tongue.
You dry the dishes oh so nice. You dirty rag, let’s do it twice! Three times, four.
And then you’ll shine the silverware. You’re tired, hungry? I don’t care!
And when I’m done with your service, I’m gonna sell you to the circus.
I’ll come and visit any week. You’ll make a nice circus freak.
That’s what my mother said to me! She never came to visit!
That’s why I wrote this song.