Tomblands
Pete Doherty, Carl Barât
High register: Operational
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
This times of the year you (know)
No, they're 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
Serve the girls and shovel up the rest
Pieces of eight in the jukebox
Oh, you know
Didn't wanna be the one to tell you
She was only fourteen
Sussed out your dirty sordid little scene
No, never gonna get me, no
They never gonna get me, no
They never gonna get me, no
They'll never gonna get me, no