Capturing Goreball The Smallmouth

In a time of no direction An aquatic being you met It just never works It just never works Force of habit Mutating on the banks Now make it up to him Goreball the smallmouth I've been searching for a lever Count me down and out Down and out He's gotta come home I just miss him Never ever meant this Searching everyday With all my eyes I finally caught him (I caught him in a puddle of mud) Make this up again It's never up to you to melt away Make believe that this river's a grave Evidence is wearing thin Despite the overwhelming Need for an end (Need for an end) Our only grievance Everlasting the endless supply Of liars and underwater monsters Searching for a lever (That's the first step, now apprehend him) Searching everyday Searching for a lever (I think I found him but how do I do this?) Searching everyday With all my eyes I finally caught him (Circling the kingdom in his head) Make this up again It's never up to you to melt away Make believe that this river's a grave He is spiteful He is pitiful A bowl full of liver A running maniac He might even be a killer He's from some place called the fuckin' River Well what do you know It's over and done with