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In the land of grey and pink where only boy-scouts stop to think |
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They'll be coming back again, those nasty grumbly grimblies |
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And they're climbing down your chimney, yes they're trying to get in |
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Come to take your money, isn't it a sin, they're so thin |
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They've black buckets in the sky, don't leave your dad in the rain |
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Cigarettes burn bright tonight, they'll all get washed down the drain |
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So we'll sail away for just one day to the land where the punk shit grows |
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You won't need any money, just fingers and your toes |
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And when it's dark our boat will park on a land of warm and green |
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Pick our fill of punk shit and smoke it till we bleed, that's all we'll need |
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While sailing back in morning light, we'll wash our teeth in the sea |
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And when the day gets really bright, we'll go to sea drinking tea |
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So we'll sail away for just one day to the land where the punk shit grows |
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You won't need any money, just fingers and your toes |
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And when it's dark our boat will park on a land of warm and green |
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Pick our fill of punk shit and smoke it till we bleed, that's all we'll need |
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They've black buckets in the sky, don't leave your dad in the rain |
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Cigarettes burn bright tonight, they'll all get washed down the drain |
