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Evil Island Home - Kevin Coyne



     
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See the sand and the white birds swooping low
I see the sea and the dead fish floating by
I see the grass as it's growing up my door
And hear my dog as he's crying for his boneThis is my home, my evil island home
This is my home, my evil island homeSee the stoat and the sharp-billed razorbill
You know they're pecking away
At my crumbling window sillsAnd the ice on the mountain range below
Is starting to melt
And we'll soon be washed with snowThis is my home, my evil island home
Oh, this is my home, my evil island homeI want to fly but they've taken my wings away
I want to run but I know I have to stay
I may coax the beast that wanders on the shore
To lend me his back, so I can ride away once moreThis is my home, my evil island home
Oh, this is my home, my evil island home

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Kevin Coyne (born 27 January 1944 in Derby, UK; died in his adopted home of Nuremberg, Germany, on 2 December 2004) was an English musician, singer, composer, film-maker, and a writer of lyrics, stories and poems. His uncompromising attitude towards showbiz fame and fortune always left him in a position of "outsider", a position he relished. The freedom to express himself without the chains of commercial considerations (although he would not have been adverse to a Number One album) helped keep his creativity alive.

Read more about Kevin Coyne on Last.fm.


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