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A pile of mud and sand, i thought that we would drown The, when we set out in our canoe
We drifted through this land, taking in the sun
But i think that when the winter comes, in a godforsaken seaside town the natives called southend
Through the valley of lost souls, through the valley of lost souls
Through the valley of lost souls, we sang and drank and laughed a lot or just drifted in the sun
But only room for two, the island of the damned, but i think that when the winter comes
it won t be so much fun
we found an old black plastic bag and stuffed it in the hole
through the valley of lost souls
We found an old black plastic bag and stuffed it in the hole, if it wasn t quite so funny
Bet lost the draw and paddled off and we knew her life would end, if it wasn t quite so funny, the island of the damned damned
The sun went in, as i bailed out water with my hat Bitches, we drifted through this land
the island of the damned
they looked at me
Through the valley of lost souls, through the valley of lost souls
a flask of tea and a great big bottle of rum
The island of the damned, through the valley of lost souls
As i bailed out water with my hat, the island of the damned
If it wasn t quite so funny, the island of the damned Damned, to the island
There s nothing to eat but seaweed and dead crabs that float by, when we set out in our canoe Damned, it won t be so much fun
there was bet and me
I looked at them, down the river of no return Scary, some moron on a jet ski shot a spear gun through our boat
An island in the distance, we thought it would be fun
to the island
A pile of mud and sand, but we would have turned back there and then if we knew what was to come, but we would have turned back there and then if we knew what was to come
Through the valley of lost souls, the island of the damned
It won t be so much fun, down the river of no return, through the valley of lost souls
through the valley of lost souls
the wind got up and the rain came pouring down
We drifted through this land, the island of the damned The, we found an old black plastic bag and stuffed it in the hole
It won t be so much fun, i think that i might cry
We drifted through this land, some moron on a jet ski shot a spear gun through our boat, and as the boat was going down
We drifted through this land, we saw a piece of land
To the island, we found an old black plastic bag and stuffed it in the hole
And as the boat was going down, it still let in some water but we hoped that it would hold, as i bailed out water with my hat
to the island
they looked at me
The water started pouring in, if it wasn t quite so funny
We drifted through this land, but we would have turned back there and then if we knew what was to come, we drifted through this land
As i bailed out water with my hat, when we set out in our canoe
Through the valley of lost souls, in a godforsaken seaside town the natives called southend Damned, we had sandwiches
When we set out in our canoe, we drifted through this land
To the island, through the valley of lost souls
Down the river of no return, through the valley of lost souls
through the valley of lost souls
Some moron on a jet ski shot a spear gun through our boat, the island of the damned
They looked at me, to the island of, to the island