Fishing

Well

I can't make sense of all the letters you write

It's like your pen doesn't work

You're so much better in type

Used to talk all the time and now we don't anymore

Guess we don't have the time

It doesn't work anymore

If the band doesn't work just get a regular job

The pressure's starting to melt into your shirt

It's a lot, is there something we're missing?

We go out with our friends

And we sit, by the Thames

Going fishing

I don't need no conversation, please

Well, we don't die anymore

'Cause we don't smoke anymore

We won't laugh anymore

'Cause we don't joke anymore

Buy a coat and a car

Buy a boat and a chain

Buy a house with a moat

By a beautiful stream

Buy a phone with a plan

Buy a villa abroad

By the Portuguese Coast

Or the Cote d'Azur

And we can go swimming

We go out with our friends

And we sit, by the Thames

Going fishing

I don't need no conversation, please

Oh, the songs they're singing

They're just like the kind that we like

You're brushing dust from your knuckles

But I'm too pretty to fight

I've been reeling the line in

I've been playing for days

If the joke isn't landing

Well I'd be happy to wait

We go out with our friends

And we sit, by the Thames

It's all clear now

All those happy smiling faces

I don't need no conversation, please!

If you don't love me

Oh, I don't mind

We'll just sit and watch the tides