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

They got to me
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
Serve the girls and shovel up the rest
Pieces of eight in the jukebox

Oh you know
Didn't want to be the one to tell you
She was only fourteen
Sussed out your dirty sordid little scene

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


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Tomblands Lyrics as written by Peter Doherty Carl Barat

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    "Fifteen holes in the dealer's chest" as in a box chest and or anatomical chest.

    does anyone know what a Martell man is?

    regretablyon March 15, 2007   Link

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