Fable Lyrics - Gatsby's American Dream

Landed in this place 

Tried to make this island more like home 

But there are some things better left behind 

We came here on a plane 

Just a bunch of little boys 

Ohoh, oohh, ooo 

Dance around the fire 

Then we strike him down 

Never going home, not really 

We'll take this island everywhere we go 

We came here on a plane 

Just a bunch of little boys 

Ohoh, oohh, ooo 

Dance around the fire 

Then we strike him down 

We'll burn the island down 

Kill the pig, pig, kill the pig pig 

Kill the pig, pig 

We came here on a plane 

Just a bunch of little boys 

Ohoh, oohh, ooo 

Dropped a boulder on his brain 

You can never take it back 

Ohoh, oohh, ooo 

Dance around the fire 

(I see the world in a swirl of hues) 

Then we strike him down 

We'll burn the island down 

Kill the pig, pig, kill the pig pig 

Kill the pig, pig