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Cast away on a desert island Me and poor Crusoe are sharing the same fate Cast away on a desert island With Great Britain written on its name plate With my umbrella I go walking Through all the sands on a building site Across the shopping malls and motorways Birds from Heathrow fill the Night with people flying to escape Friday comforts me and says it's pay day Cast away on a desert island... The game and coconuts is plentiful You pick 'em right off of a supermarket shelf And all the man-eaters are parked away Down in garages While their selfish owners drinking to escape Lord of flies with cocktails in his conch shell Don't rescue me, no This is my home sweet home dear Don't rescue me, no I am far from alone here Cast away on a desert island Me and one nation are sharing the same fate Cast away on a desert island With Great Britain written on its name plate Cast away on a desert island From Letras Mania