We were on the Isles of Scilly where the gardens are so pretty and two thousand drunkards clinging to a rock.nThere, we found a little niche out there on St. Martins beach and we had ourselves a party that didn't stop.nnThere were people having sex, new age way with mobile text, they were looking all around for new blood.nThere were young ones and old ones and even comatose ones, they'd gobble us for breakfast if they could.nnAnd there was hubbadillia.nnThere was young Angus McChuff who got into a real huff and he tried to burn the party to the ground.nThough I don't say I can blame him but we really had to tame him, if I didn't I don't think we'd be around.nnTo sing hubbadillia.nnIn the morning came the chorus and no one could ignore us for the island was awoken to the sound.nAnd although the party's flagging and the people are all sagging, everyone is jumping all around.nnTo hubbadillia.n
Hubbadillia
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