Tomblands

High register operational In the land of the gauching skiving sun Their bodies in the room, lad Never an honest days work is done They call it the Tomblands (welcome to the Tomblands) No, 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 . . . Pieces of eight in the jukebox - some things I thought you should know 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 Never gonna get me no Never gonna get me no