High register operational
In the land of the gauching skiving sun
There's bodies in the room, lad
Never an honest day's work is done
They call it the Tomblands (Welcome to the Tomblands)
No, they're 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
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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, they're never gonna get me, no
You're never gonna get me, no
You're never gonna get me, no
You're never gonna get me, no