Island Of Lost Souls – Lyrics

In Babylon
On the boulevard of broken dreams
My will power at the lowest ebb
Oh what can I do?
Oh buccaneer
Can you help me put my truck in gear?
Can you take me far away from here?
Save my soul from sin?

You want to get away you’ve had it man
Nothing’s going right
So come sit on the sands of the island
Island of Lost Souls

No luxuries, no no amenities
Too dull, your senses
Oh oh only primitive
“Hey hey really get away,” is what he said

Where did he go?
I’m tired of waiting here for him
Where can he be?
He’s not with me
Where did he go?
What will I do alone?
Why did he run, run away from me?

The sky is blue the sea is warm and clear
And golden sands are calling out to you inviting
Make a new man out of you

You can come for a while come with a friend
Forget about work start all over again
Let the real you through, here’s what we do

Where did he go?
I’m tired of waiting here for him
Where can he be?
He’s not with me
Where did he go?
What will I do alone?
Why did he run, run away from me?

No luxuries, no no amenities
Too dull, your senses
Oh oh only primitive
Hey hey really get away
Island of Lost Souls

Ayyou ayyou ayyou Island of Lost Souls

Written by
Deborah Harry / Chris Stein

Blondie
Clem Burke – Drums
Jimmy Destri – Keyboards
Nigel Harrison – Bass
Deborah Harry – Vocals
Frank Infante – Guitar
Chris Stein – Guitar

Additional musicians
Sammy Figueroa – Percussion
Manual Badrena – Percussion
Roger Squitero – Percussion
Robert Aaron – Horn Arrangements, Saxophone
Ray Maldonado – Horns
Luis Ortiz – Horns
Richard A. Davies – Horns
Mac Gollehon – Horns

Technical
Mike Chapman – Production
Doug Schwartz – Engineering
Merwin Belin – Group Production Liaison
Markie Iannello – Technician
Kevin Flaherty – Production (2001 reissue)

Recorded At
The Hit Factory (New York City)

Related links
From the album The Hunter
Video for Island Of Lost Souls
Single for Island Of Lost Souls
Wikipedia for Island Of Lost Souls