(Fallon, Gaster, Maines, Sult)

Like Marlon Brando, but bigger.

You'll find that creature at the bottom of the deep down Susquehanna River.

This one I had stood right on up to me,

Tore out his hook and declared himself a prodigy.

But oh no, fishing ain't what it used to be.

I've seen some bad years, but this one is just killing me.

One little nibble in thirteen years,

I really pack 'em in.

This one I had, I seen it in dreams,

All shacked up with lightning and horizon beams.

Well I bring 'em on up, and then I pack 'em on in

In all the places I've been,

And I swear it's never been like this before,

Least not since 19 and 44.

But today, I made a sick discovery,

Lead box in Sassafras Cove.

Well I brought him on up and then I packed him on in, oh yes,

Now I'm really cashing in.

Wash of the Chesapeake and Appalachian Blue Range,

I have discovered the body of John Wilkes Booth.

Yes, it's true, I have Mr. Booth.

Everybody got to make a living somehow.

Do I hear a million?

Well I bring 'em on up and then I pack 'em on in.