Island In The Sun

They named it “The rock”, land of the living dead

A repose for the rich and famous

And all the infamous would tell each other's lies

¿Why did they want to tell the truth?

(Sail away now…)

On an island in the sun

Cool Pacific winds blow

Most were poets and they wrote in basic prose

On the walls of their sunset Blvd

In their nine by five rooms, whose became inspired

By the silence in sight of the city

(Sail away now…)

On the island in the sun

Cool Pacific winds blow

(Sail away now…)

Just across the bay

Battered by the waves

(Sail away now…)

On the island in the sun

Cool Pacific winds blow

(Sail away now…)

Just across the bay

Battered by the waves

(Sail away now…)

(Sail away now…)

(Sail away now…)

(Sail away now…)

On an island in the sun

Cool Pacific winds blow…