Killing Time

Mr. Paul Gauguin called in this morning
He was bored and said
“This place is boring…
Won’t you come with me to Tahiti?
Girls are tanned and beautiful and free”

Where do we come from?
What are we?
Where are we going?

We’re just killing time

Marlon Brando also has an island there
He sits into the shade with no work done
Drug dealers hanging by the neck
Crocodiles of the ocean
Oh, girl, the sun will burn our minds away

Where do we come from?
What are we?
Where are we going?

Yeah yeah yeah