Gatsby's American Dream - Fable

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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



© GATSBY'S AMERICAN PUBLISHING;















		
			



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