מילים לשיר Tomblands – Libertines

High register operational Their bodies in the room, lad
In the land of the gauching skiving sun Never an honest days work is done They call it the Tomblands (welcome to the Tomblands) No, 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 . . .
Pieces of eight in the jukebox should know didn't wanna be the one to tell you
Sussed out your dirty sordid little scene
She was only fourteen No, never gonna get me no Never gonna get me no Never gonna get me no.