Tomblands

High register operational In the land of the gouging skiving sun Their bodies in the room, lad Never an honest day's work is done They call it the Tomblands This times of the year you (Know) No, they're never gonna get me no Never gonna get me no Never gonna get me no Fifteen holes in the dealer's chest Yo ho ho, he was a Mini Martell man Some of those are pitching up the rest Pieces of eight in the jukebox Didn't wanna be the one to tell you She was only fourteen Sussed out your dirty sordid little scene No, never gonna get me no They never gonna get me no They never gonna get me no They'll never gonna get me no