XTC "DESERT ISLAND" |
Cast away on a desert islandMe and poor Crusoe are sharing the same fateCast away on a desert islandWith Great Britain written on its name plateWith my umbrella, I go walkingThrough all the sands on a building siteAcross the shopping malls and motorwaysBirds from Heathrow fill theNight with people flying to escapeFriday comforts me and says, it's pay dayCast away on a desert islandMe and poor Crusoe are sharing the same fateCast away on a desert islandWith Great Britain written on its name plateThe game and coconuts is plentifulYou pick 'em right off of a supermarket shelfAnd all the man-eaters are parked awayDown in the garagesWhile their selfish owners drinking to escapeLord of flies with cocktails in his conch shellAnd don't rescue me, no no noThis is my home, sweet home, dearDon't rescue me, no no, hey noI am far from alone hereCast away on a desert islandMe and one nation are sharing the same fateCast away on a desert islandWith Great Britain written on it's name plateCast away on a desert island, cast awayCast away on a desert island, cast awayCast away on a desert island, cast awayCast away on a desert island, cast awayDon't rescue me, no no noDon't rescue me, no no noDon't rescue me, no no no Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |