At a fairground in torquay My fishmonger father won for me A goldfish of the finest hues of Yellows, greens and pastel blues And so it was a plastic bag The pikey burst it with a fag A nearby train he went away I don't like goldfish anyway Lalala lalala Lalala lalala Lalala lalala Lalala lalala At a fairground in south sea My fishmonger mother won for me A goldfish of the finest hues of Yellows, greens and pastel blues And so it was a plastic bag The pikey burst it with a fag A nearby train in front he flew And there went goldfish number two Pikey killed my goldfish Pikey killed my goldfish Pikey killed my goldfish He killed it with a fag X4 Fish I never seen again it Changed my life when I was ten The pikey, got away scot free Perhaps the fish went to the sea Lalala lalala Lalala lalala Lalala lalala Lalala lalala Pikey killed my goldfish Pikey killed my goldfish Pikey killed my goldfish He killed it with a fag X2 Pikey feed my goldfish Pikey feed my goldfish Pikey feed my goldfish Feed it with a fag