In the Land of Grey & Pink
In the land of Grey and Pink
Where only boyscouts stop to think
They'll be coming back again
Those nasty grumbly grimlies
They're coming down your chimney
Yes, they're trying to get in
going to take your money
Isn't it a sin
They're so thin
There's black buckets in the sky
Don't laeve your dad in the rain
Cigarettes burn bright tonight
They'll all get washed down the drain
So we sail away for just one day
To the land where the punk weed grows
You won't need any money, just fingers and ye toes
And when it's dark a boat will pass in the land of Warm and Green
Take a fill of punkweed and smoke till ye bleed, that's all
we'll need
Sailing back in morning light
We'll wash our feet in the sea
And when the day gets really bright
We'll go to sea drinking tea
So we sail away for just one day
To the land where the punk weed grows
You won't need any money, just fingers and ye toes
And when it's dark a boat will pass in the land of Warm and Green
Take a fill of punkweed and smoke till ye bleed, that's all
we'll need
There's black buckets in the sky
Don't laeve your dad in the rain
Cigarettes burn bright tonight
They'll all get washed down the drain
Where only boyscouts stop to think
They'll be coming back again
Those nasty grumbly grimlies
They're coming down your chimney
Yes, they're trying to get in
going to take your money
Isn't it a sin
They're so thin
There's black buckets in the sky
Don't laeve your dad in the rain
Cigarettes burn bright tonight
They'll all get washed down the drain
So we sail away for just one day
To the land where the punk weed grows
You won't need any money, just fingers and ye toes
And when it's dark a boat will pass in the land of Warm and Green
Take a fill of punkweed and smoke till ye bleed, that's all
we'll need
Sailing back in morning light
We'll wash our feet in the sea
And when the day gets really bright
We'll go to sea drinking tea
So we sail away for just one day
To the land where the punk weed grows
You won't need any money, just fingers and ye toes
And when it's dark a boat will pass in the land of Warm and Green
Take a fill of punkweed and smoke till ye bleed, that's all
we'll need
There's black buckets in the sky
Don't laeve your dad in the rain
Cigarettes burn bright tonight
They'll all get washed down the drain
Credits
Writer(s): David Sinclair, Richard Sinclair, Pye Hastings, Richard Coughlan
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