I am playing dead fish Sitting and waiting When should be better to float up? I don't like the gushers, losers role Par excellence, if I ussualy are not But you are clear headed Unless I don't rest in profound While the air will start to yearn And wind blows away The roles of the night, mmm... I am dead and gone [Instrumental] If you will try to find me Hone your hook and then try I keep on your game So funny, ha ha, Through the silver water I bat my eye, Tell me, when the air will calm down?