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Goat Island

Duration

3:18

Genres

Punk/Ska/Psychobilly

Lyrics

If I said I had a plethora of infuriated goats, would you encourage me to drown them or turn them into a boat? No four speed engine, no pleasure line, I’m living on an island of these sheep that live like swine. I’ve heard that they eat cans, I’ve seen shit just like that, they’re dirty as an elephant or a soak with The Wombat. You ask me how I got here, tell you I don’t fucking know. I feel like I was born here on the island of the goat. Take me away from this island. Rescue me from this place, I am living in fear. A plane, I’m saved! It came and flew right by… It crashed into a distant mountain, I assume the crew all died. No survivors, no hope, no salvation from these goats… I’m destined to live forever in this wasteland I call home. But don’t cry for me, for it’s time to see, that I managed to dedicate this song for you… for you… for you… for… For it is going to be my final goat day... I found this gun, and now I’m gona blow myself away… I’m gona… I’m gona blow myself a... I’m gona blow myself away!

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