[00:04.000]It's beginning to look a lot like fish-men[00:09.000]Everywhere I go[00:12.000]From the minute I got to town And started to look around[00:17.000]I thought these ill-bred people's gillslits showed[00:21.000]I'm beginning to hear a lot of fish-men[00:25.000]Right outside my door[00:29.000]As I try to escape in fright[00:31.000]To the moonlit Innsmouth night I can hear some more[00:38.000]They speak with guttural croaks and to hear them provokes[00:40.000]A profound desire to flee[00:42.000]Their eyes never blink and quite frankly they stink[00:44.000]Like a carcass washed up from the sea[00:46.000]I wish I'd paid attention to that crazy drunken man[00:49.000]He tried to warn me all about old Marsh's Deep One clan[00:54.000]It's beginning to look a lot like Fish-men[00:59.000]Everywhere I go[01:02.000]They can dynamite Devil Reef but that'll bring no relief[01:07.000]Y'ha N'thlei is deeper than they know[01:11.000]I'll continue to see a lot of fish-men[01:15.000]That I guarantee[01:19.000]For the fish-man I really fear is the one who's in the mirror[01:24.000]And he looks like me[01:28.000]He looks just like me