Tomblands — The Libertines

In the land of the gauching skiving sun There's bodies in the room, lad Never an honest day's work is done They call it the Tomblands

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 martial man Social unrest Pieces of eight in the jukebox

Oh, you know Didn't wanna be the one to tell you She was only 14 Sussed out your dirty sorded little scene

No, they're never gonna get me no Never gonna get me no Never gonna get me no