(First Version, sung in a monotone and Scottish accent)
He´s a fishmonger and he flies
He´s a fishmonger and he flies

(Second Version)
(Choir) Holy, Holy Mackerel
Holy, Holy Mackerel
Holy, Holy Mackerel
Holy, Holy Mackerel

Phineas Flynn: He´s bald on top
He´s got an artificial hip
He´s gonna take a hop
He´s gonna take a trip
He´s weak in the knees
And he can´t find his keys
But put your hands together
´Cause he´s here to please
He´s a Flying Fishmonger (Flying Fishmonger)
He´s a Flying Fishmonger (Death-Defying wonder)
He´s a Flying Fishmonger with nerves of steel
He´s got an old blender motor
And a pair of wheels