in babylon
on the boulevard of broken dreams
my will power at the lowest ebb
oh what can i do
oh buccaneer
can you help me put my truck in gear
can you take me far away from here
save my soul from sin
you want to get away you’ve had it man
nothing’s going right
so come sit on the sands of the island
island of lost souls
no luxuries no no amenities
too dull your senses
oh oh only primitive
hey hey really get away is what he said
where did he go
i’m tired of waiting here for him
where can he be
he’s not with me
where did he go
what will i do alone
why did he run run away from me
the sky is blue the sea is warm and clear
and golden sands are calling out to you inviting
make a new man out of you
you can come for a while come with a friend
forget about work start all over again
let the real you through here’s what we do
no luxuries no no amenities
too dull your senses
oh oh only primitive
hey hey really get away
island of lost souls
ayyou ayyou ayyou island of lost souls
Artist: Blondie
Year: 1982
Decade: 80s
Language: en
Word Count: 99