Artist: gatsby's american dream
Song: fable
Landed in this place
Tried to make this island more like home
But there are some things better left behind
We came here on a plane
Just a bunch of little boys
Ohoh, oohh, ooo
Dance around the fire
Then we strike him down
Never going home, not really
We'll take this island everywhere we go
We came here on a plane
Just a bunch of little boys
Ohoh, oohh, ooo
Dance around the fire
Then we strike him down
We'll burn the island down
Kill the pig, pig, kill the pig pig
Kill the pig, pig
We came here on a plane
Just a bunch of little boys
Ohoh, oohh, ooo
Dropped a boulder on his brain
You can never take it back
Ohoh, oohh, ooo
Dance around the fire
(I see the world in a swirl of hues)
Then we strike him down
We'll burn the island down
Kill the pig, pig, kill the pig pig
Kill the pig, pig
