In the land of grey and pink Where only boy-scouts stop to think They'll be coming back again Those nasty grumbly grimblies And they're climbing down your chimney Yes, they're trying to get in Come to take your money Isn't it a sin They're so thin
They've black buckets in the sky Don't leave your dad in the rain Cigarettes burn bright tonight They'll all get washed down the drain
So we'll sail away for just one day To the land where the punk weed grows You won't need any money Just fingers and your toes And when it's dark our boat will park On a land of warm and green Pick our fill of punk weed And smoke it till we bleed That's all we'll need
While sailing back in morning light We'll wash our teeth in the sea And when the day gets really bright We'll go to sea drinking tea
So we'll sail away for just one day To the land where the punk weed grows You won't need any money Just fingers and your toes And when it's dark our boat will park On a land of warm and green Pick our fill of punk weed And smoke it till we bleed That's all we'll need
They've black buckets in the sky Don't leave your dad in the rain Cigarettes burn bright tonight They'll all get washed down the drain