Precious Island - The Burning Hell

Some sailors say they sail for several years and seldom see the sand at all

Oh I know that must be kind of dull

The sea’s a salty slippery friend it smells like fish and death and never ends

Oh you know this life is kind of dull

All we do is sail around for miles and miles and

All we want is a bit of dirt and sand

A little precious island

Precious island, precious island

When all the world is wet you bet we get a little funny in the head

And we don’t care if it’s Hamilton or somewhere with better hotels like maybe

Thailand

Everything that’s not the sea

Is a little precious island to me

All we do is sail around for miles and miles and

All we want is a bit of dirt and sand

A little precious island

Precious island, precious island

When all the world is wet you bet we get a little funny in the head

And we don’t care if it’s Oshawa or somewhere with fewer trucks like the

Scottish Highlands

Everything that’s not the sea

Is a little precious island to me

There’s a thousand reasons to hate the water

Unless you are a killer whale, a squid or a sea otter

You need a precious island, precious island

When all the world is wet you bet we get a little funny in the head

And we don’t care if it’s Pickering or somewhere where the cows are loud and

the malls are silent

Everything that’s not the sea

Is a little precious island to me