Shepherds’ Isle by Salad
Dont take me there tonight
To the sheperds isle
They say theres people walking in towelling dressing gowns
Awaiting trial
I dont want to go
I dont need to know
I dont 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, cant you see?
Chorus
Come all ye faithful
Tractor salesmen from hell
And when were walking walking
We know we dont walk too well
I feel like crumbling buildings
With dust on the windowsills
Its such a mindless island
I feel like paying boredom bills
This boredom really kills