One Flew Over the Treasure Chest
(by Igor Koyfman)
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Moon in the dark sky
Looks like a head of cheese
That I so miss
My pious mother said
That I would be hanged
Still I'm not dead

I may be a wreck
But I'm also rich
o I paid her back
I'm so incredibly rich
My only companions are goats  
But that's fine
I nurture my hope

Moon in the dark sky
Looks like a head of cheese
That I so miss
Mates didn't trust me
And left me here alone
They were so wrong

I may be a wreck
But I'm also rich
So I paid them back
I'm so incredibly rich
My only companions are goats
But that's fine
I nurture my hope

Moon in the dark sky
Looks like a head of cheese
That I so miss
My brain is exhausted
Dreaming of all its kinds
Mostly toasted

I may be a wreck
But I'm also rich
I will pay it back
I'm so incredibly rich
My only companions are goats
But that's fine
I nurture my hope

"A man who has been three years biting his nails on a desert island, Jim, can't expect to appear as sane as you or me. It doesn't lie in human nature. Was it cheese you said he had a fancy for?" - Doctor Livesey


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