I cast my line
Two hours at a time!
But alas! That blasted bass
Was all I pulled up from the brine!

They moved in fast
Descending like a storm!
'Till every bloomin' bay was
Blighted by the swarm!

Sea bass, far as the eye can see!
Worse to catch than a cold or flea!
So let's break loose the vacation juice
"Another round on me!"

From sea to hook to me to nook
Half a bag of bells for sea bass!

They're bad!
They're worse!
A soggy curse
All across the seven seas!

Every bass I caught
Was the last, I thought
But the fish of my wishes
Was nautically naught!

This sea bass here is all I've got
But at least it's a C !

The sharks turned tail!
The knifejaw bit the dust!
Even the snapper's down the crapper
And the dab's become a bust!

I sold threefold
Of sea bass at the store
Just to return to sea and fish out
Fifty-three more!

Salty scourge of the open sea!
Fill your pockets with misery!
So down a sluice of vacation juice
"It's alcoholic-free!"

From sea to hook to me to nook
Half a bag of bells for sea bass!

They're wet!
And weird...
They're in me beard!
And they've seized the seven seas!

Not a smidge of fish
That I'd had in mind
Only bass I'd rather have
Left behind

Worth sixty-something bells combined
But at least they're a C !

They ate my bait
And broke my golden pole!
I would make them walk the plank
But then they'd just rejoin the shoal!

Those piscine pests
Have flooded every shore!
With every wretch I catch, I retch
A little bit more!

Ten for you and a ton for me!
Maritime terror is all they be!
So raise a glass to that curse'd bass
It's time to change the key!
Ahhhh!

From sea to hook to me to nook
Half a bag of bells for sea bass!

They bite!
They smell!
We do, as well
And they plague the seven seas!

They're grotesque, despicable
And abhorred
But they're all I've got
And I can't afford

To toss the lot of 'em overboard
But at least... they're a... C !

But at least it's a C !