Monster Island - The Dickies

Let’s pack the kids and crank up the car now

I bet that there’s nothing like it in moscow

It’s wild wild ride where i met my bride

I wanna go on again if we’ve got enough money

That’s where i’m gonna murder my honey

Godzilla will be there to meet you

So be friendly 'cause he just might eat you

Murder she wrote on the row row boat

I’m gonna push her right down keep my head above the water

She won’t come back from monster island

I see them floating down the hall

Ghosts and goblins nine feet tall

The trap door opens and she falls

Ooh aah…

Monster island monster island

For a dollar twenty five you can murder your wife

And have enough left over for a bag of cotton candy

A shovel could come in handy

There’s a jungle where the coconut tress grow

And now the lady’s crying «dear, please let me go!»

I’ve known her for fifteen years

But now she’s lying in a pool of blood

Monster island’s got a new mound of mud