Mr. Sharky

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Mr. Sharky and his boys are smoking cigars They came knocking on my door three days ago Now they're spread out on my matching couch and loveseat They thrash and nibble at the bait around my soul Sharky drinks my wine and works my lap computer As if his presence really had some kind of worth I serve them tuna balls and those little cocktail wieners Sharky casually asks me if I like to surf [Chorus 1] (Fatten up, boys!) (Some day) I'll stop feeding them (Chomp that chum, got a taste for blood) (Hack it up, boys!) (I pray) I'll stop needing them (Grab that grub, chew it, do it to a nub) (Fatten up, boys!) (One day) I'll send them out to sea (Chomp that chum, got a taste for blood) (Hack it up, boys!) Now Sharky's all concerned He wants to know what's eating me [Chorus 2] (Fatten up, boys!) (Some day) I'll stop feeding them (Chomp that chum, got a taste for blood) (Hack it up, boys!) (I pray) I'll stop needing them (Grab that grub, chew it, do it to a nub) (Fatten up, boys!) (One day) I'll send them out to sea (Chomp that chum, got a taste for blood) (Hack it up, boys!) Sharky takes, and Sharky gives Just about enough to let you live, yeah [Verse 2] Thought i had luck enough to fall from Sharky's favor But he assures me that the check is in the mail He's breathing hard, his smile is cavalier and vicious Wearing that suit of razor blades and those Florsheims on his tail Mr. Sharky and the boys are getting restless They've got junky eyes, and I'm another fix Sharky likes to hear me beg for second chances So he can tell me that he'll fix it in the mix [Chorus 1] (Fatten up, boys!) (Some day) I'll stop feeding them (Chomp that chum, got a taste for blood) (Hack it up, boys!) (I pray) I'll stop needing them (Grab that grub, chew it, do it to a nub) (Fatten up, boys!) (One day) I'll send them out to sea (Chomp that chum, got a taste for blood) (Hack it up, boys!) Now Sharky's all concerned He wants to know what's eating me (Fatten up, boys!) [Bridge 1] So I'll act friendly with that squaliform card shark And his voracious, cartilaginous breed Pretend to be his loyal pilot fishing yard guard The chub-soup recipe for his predatory need Yeah, we all got our needs All got our needs Get down, get down, get down, so get down Get down on your knees [Verse 3] Now Sharky makes a slight adjustment to his aqua-green toupee Then flosses up all his bloody gums and teeth And all the while, he's laughing at my naivete and folly 'Cause man, you know, that's--that's just the nature of the beast Now all this time my harpoon is concealed, it's loaded up and ready The net's overhead, and there's a mickey in his drink Yeah, they think they've fooled me with all their Pig Latin shop talk I smile and sign the papers with some disappearing ink [Bridge 2] It's a feeding frenzy We're all fat and friendly They've got the cash to lend me now, and I've still got some dreams But it's a cordial slaughter And getting harder and harder To keep treading on in the dangerous waters and to keep my own nose clean [Chorus 1] (Fatten up, boys!) (Fatten up, boys!) (Some day) I'll stop feeding them (Chomp that chum, got a taste for blood) (Yeah) (Hack it up, boys!) (I pray) I'll stop needing them (Grab that grub, chew it, do it to a nub) (Fatten up, boys!) (Fatten up, boys! Ow!) (Some day) I'll stop feeding them (Chomp that chum, got a taste for blood) (Fatten up! Fatten up!) (Hack it up, boys!) (Fatten up!) (I pray) I'll stop needing them