| Song | Island Of Fear |
| Artist | Pain |
| Album | Midgets With Guns |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| A man once told us that no man is an island | |
| But I know a man that thinks he’s an island | |
| Drifting out to the sea, sand in his ears and lies on his tongue. | |
| Jungle grows in your mind when you’re an island. | |
| Welcome to the | |
| Island of | |
| Fear, the | |
| Island of | |
| Fear. Deep down inside he wants out of here, he wants out of here | |
| Welcome to the | |
| Island of | |
| Fear, the | |
| Island of | |
| Fear. The | |
| Island of | |
| Fear, he drank too much beer, | |
| Went home with a queer. | |
| Filthy, hungry cannibals ringed around his soul. | |
| He’s tied with the hair of shrunken heads to a bamboo pole. | |
| He could drive them away with a flick of his wrist or an ounce of self-denial. | |
| Or a good deed done without asking for it back. | |
| Welcome to the | |
| Island of | |
| Fear, the | |
| Island of | |
| Fear. Deep down inside he wants out of here, he wants out of here | |
| Welcome to the | |
| Island of | |
| Fear, the | |
| Island of | |
| Fear. The | |
| Island of | |
| Fear, he drank too much beer, | |
| Went home with a queer. | |
| No one visits desert islands, no one likes to waste their time | |
| Raising temples, building bridges if the island’s just a sinking ship. |
| A man once told us that no man is an island | |
| But I know a man that thinks he' s an island | |
| Drifting out to the sea, sand in his ears and lies on his tongue. | |
| Jungle grows in your mind when you' re an island. | |
| Welcome to the | |
| Island of | |
| Fear, the | |
| Island of | |
| Fear. Deep down inside he wants out of here, he wants out of here | |
| Welcome to the | |
| Island of | |
| Fear, the | |
| Island of | |
| Fear. The | |
| Island of | |
| Fear, he drank too much beer, | |
| Went home with a queer. | |
| Filthy, hungry cannibals ringed around his soul. | |
| He' s tied with the hair of shrunken heads to a bamboo pole. | |
| He could drive them away with a flick of his wrist or an ounce of selfdenial. | |
| Or a good deed done without asking for it back. | |
| Welcome to the | |
| Island of | |
| Fear, the | |
| Island of | |
| Fear. Deep down inside he wants out of here, he wants out of here | |
| Welcome to the | |
| Island of | |
| Fear, the | |
| Island of | |
| Fear. The | |
| Island of | |
| Fear, he drank too much beer, | |
| Went home with a queer. | |
| No one visits desert islands, no one likes to waste their time | |
| Raising temples, building bridges if the island' s just a sinking ship. |
| A man once told us that no man is an island | |
| But I know a man that thinks he' s an island | |
| Drifting out to the sea, sand in his ears and lies on his tongue. | |
| Jungle grows in your mind when you' re an island. | |
| Welcome to the | |
| Island of | |
| Fear, the | |
| Island of | |
| Fear. Deep down inside he wants out of here, he wants out of here | |
| Welcome to the | |
| Island of | |
| Fear, the | |
| Island of | |
| Fear. The | |
| Island of | |
| Fear, he drank too much beer, | |
| Went home with a queer. | |
| Filthy, hungry cannibals ringed around his soul. | |
| He' s tied with the hair of shrunken heads to a bamboo pole. | |
| He could drive them away with a flick of his wrist or an ounce of selfdenial. | |
| Or a good deed done without asking for it back. | |
| Welcome to the | |
| Island of | |
| Fear, the | |
| Island of | |
| Fear. Deep down inside he wants out of here, he wants out of here | |
| Welcome to the | |
| Island of | |
| Fear, the | |
| Island of | |
| Fear. The | |
| Island of | |
| Fear, he drank too much beer, | |
| Went home with a queer. | |
| No one visits desert islands, no one likes to waste their time | |
| Raising temples, building bridges if the island' s just a sinking ship. |