'Kids Love A Goldfish' Lyrics

By
Mike Pryor
January 29, 07

Mommy I cleaned the aquarium, I hope you're proud of me
Washed it down with Drano, Clean as it can be
How is fishy feeling? You're probly gonna ask.
He's staring at the ceiling looking ve  -ry relaxed.

Kids love a Goldfish, Kids love a Goldfish
But parents you be careful what you say.
Losin' a Goldfish Losin' a Goldfish
Could change the way they worship,
It could change the way they pray.

Mommy came into the room and poked at fishy's head.
"That's not called relaxing, son. That's called being dead."
When she grabbed him by the tail My tears began to flow.
She headed for the bathroom Then she dropped him down the bowl.

Kids love a Goldfish, Kids love a Goldfish
But parents you be careful what you say.
Losin' a Goldfish Losin' a Goldfish
Could change the way they worship,
It could change the way they pray.

I looked on in horror, as she yanked the handle down.
Next thing I knew fishy Was quickly swirling round.
Already I missed fishy, so tearfully I asked.
"Where is fishy going, and when will he be back?"

Kids love a Goldfish, Kids love a Goldfish
But parents you be careful what you say.
Losin' a Goldfish Losin' a Goldfish
Could change the way they worship,
It could change the way they pray.

Standing in the bathroom, after fishy's final breath.
My mother then decided, to teach of God and death.
And she told me then a mystery, which seemed so very odd.
"Fishy's gone to heaven, Son . . . gone to be with God."

My toddler mind was reeling with what I'd just been told.
Important information, for a thoughtful three-year-old.
For months I had been wondering, where all of that stuff went.
Thanks to Mommy, now I knew . . . it all gets heaven sent.

Kids love a Goldfish, Kids love a Goldfish
But parents you be careful what you say.
Losin' a Goldfish Losin' a Goldfish
Could change the way they worship,
It could change the way they pray.

Then I started thinking, inside my baby head,
that the proper place for praying wasn't kneeling by the bed,
Prayers I could just write them, on tissue with a pen.
Light a candle, pull the handle, then I'd say 'Amen.'

Kids love a Goldfish, Kids love a Goldfish
But parents you be careful what you say.
Losin' a Goldfish Losin' a Goldfish
Could change the way they worship,
It could change the way they pray.

Today I think of heaven, with angels all in white,
I also picture other stuff, a'floating in its skies,
And I think there's no harm in, writing prayers upon the Charmin
Just in case that little three-year-old boy was right.

Kids love a Goldfish, Kids love a Goldfish
But parents you be careful what you say.
Losin' a Goldfish Losin' a Goldfish
Could change the way they worship,
It could change the way they pray.