Текст песни Ghost Isle - Ghostown

Nit wits won't leave me alone
They insist like a dog with a bone
Made a wish for an isle of my own
I'd be the king just hand me my throne

I'd definitely give a green light
Placing the crops on the right
Watching the stars of the night
Building a commune that's tight
Harness the nature in sum
The water the wind and the sun
Some think it cannot be done
A land where we all do belong

I do dream of a place to be free
Far away from the hypocrisy
Green valleys and a bay by the sea
Take the arc to where anarchy be

Something that's baffling me
We live and we're shackled by the
Rules of the capital C
Laws that tackle the free
Kings to the lords to the ministers
Those holding reins are sinister
Dousing our jaws with vinegar
Making our power grow littler

Feel grand in the land of no man
Take a stand and I'll give you my hand
Bare feet feel the touch of the sand
Grit teeth let's get on with the plan

Must be a way to move on
Waving goodbye Babylon
A place of my own I do long
A space between right and the wrong
Get up and follow me there
Set up a commune that cares
Only the bravest will dare
Building a something to share