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