So you live in the bottom of the sea
And you kill all [bad word] near you
But you are very lonely
Because all the other fish fear you

And you [bad word] 
And someone to call your own
Because for the whole of your life
You've been living alone

On a black day in a black month
At the black bottom of the sea
Your mother gave birth to you
And died immediately

'Cos you can't have two killers
Living in the same pad and when
Your mother knew that her time
 [bad word]  she was really rather glad

Death in the sea, death in the sea, somebody
 [bad word] and help [bad word] and help me
Death in the sea, death in the sea, somebody
 [bad word] and help [bad word] and help me

Fishes can't fly, fishes can't fly
Fishes can't and neither can I, neither can I
Fishes can't fly, fishes can't fly
Fishes can't and neither can I, neither can I

Now, I'm really rather like you
For I've killed all the love I ever had
By not doing all I ought to
And by leaving my [bad word] bad

And I too am a killer
For [bad word] as deep as flesh
And I too am so lonely
And I wish that I could forget

We need love, we need love, we need love
We need love, we need love, we need love
We need love, we need love, we need love