I'm a real big fish
Come swim in my dish
I can help you Danny
You can stroke my scales

I'm a real big fish
Come swim in my dish
I think I like you Danny
I hope you don't tell tales

Take a beer from the fridge,
have a seat
Let's have a little chat
about me

I'm a real big fish
Come swim in my dish
She's a nice girl, Jackie
But she does tell tales

I'm a real big fish
Come swim in my dish
We'll keep you well fed, Danny
If you stroke my scales

Take a beer from the fridge,
have a seat
Let's have a little chat
about me
Take a beer from the fridge,
have a seat, Danny
Your Jackie's been telling tales

I'm a real big fish
Come swim in my dish
I can help you Danny
You better stroke my scales

Take a beer from the fridge,
have a seat, Danny
Let's have a little chat
about me
Take a beer from the fridge,
have a seat, Danny
Your Jackie's been telling tales



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    General CommentSinger/guitarist Blake Scott told Mess And Noise, "The first demos of this track went for 30 minutes, had a big stoner fuzz solo, guitar and bass duels. It was so over-the-top and indulgent. We went the hard edit and got it to a seven-minute instrumental. It felt desolate, and had a real sense of foreboding; it reminded me of Josef Schwab, “The Kimberley Killer”. He was a German guy who murdered five people in the north of Australia in 1987. ‘Josef Schwab’ was the original title. The story is terrifying: he was shooting people who were camping during the school holidays. I had a go at adding some lyrics and then the feel changed completely; it felt more inner city, low-level crim. We gave it another hard edit, and went for a repetitive doof vibe. Rock-on-pills.
    By the time we added the chorus, we had left the Kimberley altogether and were in a shitty card game that some halfie gangsters had seen on The Sopranos and were trying to reproduce. Probably my favourite track on the record."
    scratcheron January 05, 2015   Link

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