They named it the rock,
Land of the living dead
A repose for the rich and famous
And all the infamous would
Tell each other's lies
Why did they want to tell the truth
Sail away
On an island in the sun
Sail away
Cool pacific winds blow
Most were poets and they wrote
In basic prose
On the walls of their sunset boulevard
In their nine by five foot rooms became
inspired
By the silence in sight of the city
Sail away
On an island in the sun
Sail away
Cool pacific winds blow
Sail away
Just across the bay
Sail away
Battered by the waves, whoah
(Solo)
Sail away
On an island in the sun
Sail away
Cool pacific winds blow
Sail away
Just across the bay
Sail away
Battered by the waves, whoah
Sail away
Sail away
Sail away
Sail away
On an island in the sun
Sail away
Cool pacific winds blow
Sail away
Sail away
Sail away
Sail away
On an island in the sun
Sail away
Cool pacific winds blow