Lyrics

Yeah i'm going on a tour I'm looking for my lure I gotta find my hat My sunglasses and my blue igloo cooler Can't forget my fishing pole Because i'm fishing Fishing for a fillet of soul I've gotta be where i've got to be Can't catch no fish i'm not in the sea With glee,yipee skippy Here fishy,fishy,fishy,fishy I'm on the boat so don't you know You've gotta let go of the nets That you hold in your hand There's nothing of worth from the sand Just a tire,some boots,and a rusted can Hip hop on the boat and i'll show you how To be fishers of man To be or not to be That is the question Yes indeed well Here they come I can see those little fishies swimming in now Cast it out (3x) Reel it in (3x) Cast it out (3x) Reel it in (3x) Cast it out (3x) Reel it in (3x)