(First Version, sung in a monotone and Scottish accent)
He's a fishmonger and he flies
He's a fishmonger and he flies
(Second Version)
(Choir) Holy, Holy Mackerel
Holy, Holy Mackerel
Holy, Holy Mackerel
Holy, Holy Mackerel
Phineas Flynn: He's bald on top
He's got an artificial hip
He's gonna take a hop
He's gonna take a trip
He's weak in the knees
And he can't find his keys
But put your hands together
'Cause he's here to please
He's a Flying Fishmonger (Flying Fishmonger)
He's a Flying Fishmonger (Death-Defying wonder)
He's a Flying Fishmonger with nerves of steel
He's got an old blender motor
And a pair of wheels
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