If you are urban fools and never swam in pools
And never fished in rivers and don’t have fishing tools
You cannot feel his joy that children feel for toys
The fish of his dreams, the best of all it seems

It swims in the streams and hides in the reeds
It’s not [bad word] fish, it’s better than you wish
It’s stronger than Chuck Norrise, brave-hearted one and glorious
The fish of the sort that can be Ocean Lord

Ide, Ide, hefty Ide
Ide, hefty Ide!
Ide, Ide, hefty Ide
Ide, hefty Ide!