Take me away from the ocean, i’ve already gone away
I’m already gone

Take me up north to the blue grass, horse-meat and pharmacies
I’m already gone

Board up the house!
Hide your boys and girls!
Board up the house!
Hide your boys and girls!

We wanted the best for our sweet little september castaway
I’m already gone

She’s floating in acetone, covered in bruises and common colds
I’m already gone

Board up the house!
Hide your boys and girls!
Board up the house!
Hide your boys and girls!

Board up the house!
Board up the house!
Board up the house!
Board up the house!
Board up!

Hide your boys and. . .
Hide your girls and. . .
Hide your. . .