About
blues-groove
Lyrics
Verse 1
Rode in on a diesel tide
Salt on my collar and a pocket full of pride
Uncle ran the docks before the war
Now every trawler on the coast
Knows exactly who I'm working for
Pre-Chorus
Ice to the gills
Cash in the till
Every crate that leaves the bay
Turns to gold by Saturday
Chorus
I'm the fish magnate
King of the cold chain
I'm the fish magnate
Scales and dollar signs
I'm the fish magnate
Call me when the market climbs
I'm the fish magnate
Post-Chorus
Money money money
Swimming in it honey
Money money money
Verse 2
Little brother says I sold my soul
Told him souls don't pay the boat
He ain't hauled a net in years
We don't talk
We just float
Pre-Chorus
Blood in the brine
Profit on the line
Every auction that I win
Buries where we used to swim
Chorus
I'm the fish magnate
King of the cold chain
I'm the fish magnate
Scales and dollar signs
I'm the fish magnate
Call me when the market climbs
I'm the fish magnate
Post-Chorus
Money money money
Swimming in it honey
Money money money
Guitar Solo
Bridge
Counted every fin
Counted every friend
Came up short
Came up short again
Chorus
I'm the fish magnate
King of the cold chain
I'm the fish magnate
Scales and dollar signs
I'm the fish magnate
Call me when the market climbs
I'm the fish magnate
Post-Chorus
Money money money
Swimming in it honey
Money money money


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