Lyrics Hunters & Collectors – Ghost Nation

Too old to move — too rich to ignore
Garden of Eden on the South Pacific shore
Sweet wonderland.

No horizon — no borderline

Made in Japan
The pleasure boats are leaving
But there’s nowhere to go
Into time-on, only minutes left
Hear the whistle blow
Sweet wonderland.

Dream of the future — forget about the past
I’ll sell you something — you think it’s gonna last
Sweet wonderland
Give away your riches — give away your gold
Ghost nation’s soul can never be sold.