Spike Powersurge: What the hell's this song about?
Spike Powersurge: And how can a tree be a fish?
Kieron: I dunno
Kieron: She's a little yellow fish in the deep blue sea.
Kieron: Won't someone help her?
Spike Powersurge: Probably a chip shop owner.
Kieron: Man!
Kieron: You always have to bringa downer on everything.
Kieron: It's ace
Spike Powersurge: You are unsettling.
Kieron: Occasionally I need POP MUSIC
Spike Powersurge: Nothing wrong with POP MUSIC.
Spike Powersurge: But that one doesn't really live up to its title.
Spike Powersurge: "Help! I'm A Fish!" is a tall order to live up to, though.
Kieron: It does a bit. She sounds very happy.
Spike Powersurge: I was looking for more angst, and a narrative.
Spike Powersurge: That's the thing - she doesn't sound like she *needs* help.
Kieron: SHE'S A LITTLE YELLOW FISH IN THE DEEP BLUE SEA!
Kieron: SHE DRANK A MAGIC POTION
Kieron: AND NOW SHE'S FUCKED
Kieron: AND CLEARLY HYSTERICAL
Spike Powersurge: With a wriggle and twist/And a splash and a splish/You're a fish!
Kieron: YES!
Spike Powersurge: Weird.
Spike Powersurge: I wonder where she got this "potion".
Spike Powersurge: Just Say No.
Kieron: That's the daily mail's next step.
Kieron: Don't do drugs, kids.
Kieron: THEY TURN YOU INTO FISH.
Spike Powersurge: She does seem to imply there's a remedy.
Kieron: Repetence.
Kieron: And clean living.
Spike Powersurge: So everything will work out in the end.
Kieron: Phew
Spike Powersurge: I'll go and flush some random chemicals down the toilet just in case they help.