Bruce Rogers (writer, guitar, vocals), Anna Sandberg (keyboards, voclas), Mike Ball (bass guitar)

Lyrics

KISS DA COD
when i woke up this morning all da cod fish was a jumpin
runnin round and drinkin rum and chasin all da girls
they were feelin chipper and day all was after somtin
a fenomenon dats not been seen in all da world

i hooked on a big red snapper and she was a flailin
almost dragged me in she did until i grabbed da bow
all da boys was screamin dis is yer las chance to snager
i almost gotter in da boat an den she dragged me down

kiss da cod...kiss da cod
i know to some dat might seem odd
but stompin tom would be right proud
if he knowed ya kissed da cod

the alter-boy and all is buddies dey don’t like da science
tey say pipin out da oil is an act a god
we all like da money too but its all in how ya fry us
so don’t forget the memories of how we lost the cod
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The morel a da story is der always gonna be der
Angry wives and politicians and all da rest by god
So suck-it-up you buttercup ya no dat life it aint fair
Ya might as well get on da boat and kiss yerself a cod
Chourus x 2 and out by golly!