Land Of The Nod - IS TROPICAL

Rifles

It rifles through your mind

Rifles throughout time

How sublime

My eyes, they’re as old as me

As old as the sea

But not so firm

Drift me off to the land of the nod

To the land of the nod

Frightening, Frightening sights abroad

Frightening sights 'til morn

My whole new world

Drift me off to the land of the nod

To the land of the nod

To the land of the nod

To the land of the nod

Hell hounds

Vacations in the fires

'Kept me up for hours

Wake up and smell the flowers

(Drift me off) To the Land of the Nod