Tobermory (2000)
“Tobermory”
The sun rifles the skin and burns the body
Whispering around so hotly
Sky was so deep it dragged me under
Now I can’t let go
It has become me.
Tobermory
Tobermory
Couldn’t it be a shakedown
Ready with a shackle
Camouflaged as shelter.
Look about the showroom
Shouldn’t believe in showbiz
Throw it in the shower.
Tobermory
Tobermory
On a mystic night, lights in the distance
Circling shining like heaven
So bright so clear just like a bell-chime
Holding me in time.
Riddle about a shipwreck
Somewhere down the shoreline
Hidden by the shaitan
Use the lucky shamrock
To power up the shaman
Could it be a shakedown?