Bogan Grove - The Murlocs

I like to think back when we used to

Bask in the burning sand

Side by side with your hand in my hand

Don’t wanna walk across this sunburnt land

For it will fry me from where I stand

Oh and I stand a lonely man

I know cause in the end

When I die and disintegrate

All I want is to leave with a clean slate

Don’t wanna remain contained on your shelf

Alongside with everybody else

No that’s not how I’m gonna go out