| Song | The Unseen Tears Of The Albacore |
| Artist | The Vandals |
| Album | Internet Dating Superstuds |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Escalante, Fitzgerald | |
| When Humanity creates a hierchy | |
| Placing blowholes above anemones | |
| When sovereign nations have made it policy | |
| Slaughter anything that goes with wasabe | |
| In the food chain, there is a third rail | |
| Winking at mass murder of the yellow tail | |
| Let 'em suffocate, there's no intelligence | |
| They don't jump through hoops for an audience [Chorus:] | |
| Say a prayer for the | |
| Earth as you make a wish | |
| Who will shed one tear for the tunafish, or the thousand other species on the ocean floor? | |
| Does a spot on prime time | |
| TV Land justify the ruination of a fisherman | |
| That could've been me cries the albacore | |
| With the carnage sealed hermetically | |
| In the killing fields of local canneries | |
| It's a Dolphin | |
| Safe atrocity (Flippery frippery) [Chorus:] | |
| Metal gafs are flying | |
| As the innocent keep dying | |
| But are we only crying | |
| For God's creatures not worth frying? |
| zuo ci : Escalante, Fitzgerald | |
| When Humanity creates a hierchy | |
| Placing blowholes above anemones | |
| When sovereign nations have made it policy | |
| Slaughter anything that goes with wasabe | |
| In the food chain, there is a third rail | |
| Winking at mass murder of the yellow tail | |
| Let ' em suffocate, there' s no intelligence | |
| They don' t jump through hoops for an audience Chorus: | |
| Say a prayer for the | |
| Earth as you make a wish | |
| Who will shed one tear for the tunafish, or the thousand other species on the ocean floor? | |
| Does a spot on prime time | |
| TV Land justify the ruination of a fisherman | |
| That could' ve been me cries the albacore | |
| With the carnage sealed hermetically | |
| In the killing fields of local canneries | |
| It' s a Dolphin | |
| Safe atrocity Flippery frippery Chorus: | |
| Metal gafs are flying | |
| As the innocent keep dying | |
| But are we only crying | |
| For God' s creatures not worth frying? |
| zuò cí : Escalante, Fitzgerald | |
| When Humanity creates a hierchy | |
| Placing blowholes above anemones | |
| When sovereign nations have made it policy | |
| Slaughter anything that goes with wasabe | |
| In the food chain, there is a third rail | |
| Winking at mass murder of the yellow tail | |
| Let ' em suffocate, there' s no intelligence | |
| They don' t jump through hoops for an audience Chorus: | |
| Say a prayer for the | |
| Earth as you make a wish | |
| Who will shed one tear for the tunafish, or the thousand other species on the ocean floor? | |
| Does a spot on prime time | |
| TV Land justify the ruination of a fisherman | |
| That could' ve been me cries the albacore | |
| With the carnage sealed hermetically | |
| In the killing fields of local canneries | |
| It' s a Dolphin | |
| Safe atrocity Flippery frippery Chorus: | |
| Metal gafs are flying | |
| As the innocent keep dying | |
| But are we only crying | |
| For God' s creatures not worth frying? |