Don't take me there tonight

To the Sheperd's Isle

They say there's people walking in towelling dressing gowns

Awaiting trial



I don't want to go

I don't need to know

I don't want to go, a-ha...



The hounds hunt in fives

Gnashing teeth will eat you alive

So board this boat with me

Why so shaky, can't you see?



Chorus



Come all ye faithful

Tractor salesmen from hell

And when we're walking walking

We know we don't walk too well

I feel like crumbling buildings

With dust on the windowsills

It's such a mindless island

I feel like paying boredom bills

This boredom really kills


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