The Fruit Man

The fruit man sold the guava to the black man

The black man peeled the skin with the bare hand

A juice man took a stand with the fruit man

And they cooked up the fish brought in fresh from the oceanThe fish man sold an axe to the boat man

A Chinaman caused a scene with the black man

Accused him of selling fish that was frozen

The black man yelled at the ChinamanIt is not broken, it is not frozen

The fish it was just caught in the ocean

I do not steal, don't breathe another sound

Or I'll take back the fish and return it to the oceanThe fruit man consoled the black man

The boat man explained to the Chinaman

And it was dark, really dark with the sun down

And the fish they swam, they swam in the ocean