Carl Barât - Tomblands lyrics

High register operational [Verse] In the land of the gauching skiving sun Their bodies are in the room, lad Never an honest days work is done They call it the Tomblands [Chorus] No, they're never gonna get me no Never gonna get me no Never gonna get me no [Verse 2] Fifteen holes in the dealer's chest Yo ho ho, he was a Mini Martell man Serve the girls and shovel up the rest Pieces of eight in the jukebox Oh you know Didn't want to be the one to tell you She was only fourteen Sussed out your dirty sordid little scene [Chorus]