| I heard about the trouble they had |
| Down on the farm. |
| They say they lost all the white horses |
| And half of the corn. |
| The woman of the house, she came screaming into down, |
| We said, "Sister, why go crying when you can watch it all burn down, |
| And sit here dreaming of Hawaiian island world?" |
| |
| Preacher said his church has been empty |
| Two Sundays in a row. |
| I said, now, "Father, please forgive them, |
| For they do not what they know," |
| Being called on by the Devil, |
| Your man from down below. |
| And traded in their free will |
| For a part in Satan's show, |
| And they don't hear the screaming of a dying virgin girl. |
| They just sit their wanting their Hawaiian island world." |
| |
| Shopkeeper from Illinois came 'round, a freshly fired gun in his hand, |
| He said he'd just shot a young poet for writing something he didn't understand. |
| Gone were the lines that he loved to forget, |
| Safe were the thought, the word of truth, |
| The word upset. |
| With God right behind him, his gun by his side, |
| There was nowhere for these weirdos to run or to hide. |
| The day of their judgment was due to arrive. |
| Get them on the record and make sure they don't survive. |
| And we can all sit watching a Hawaiian island world. |
| Mm. |
| Don't wake me, 'cause I'm dreaming of my Hawaiian island world. |
| Hey. |
| I just made love to my Hawaiian island girl. |
