Leave Fast

Dark grey vistas of this weathered place The blue star on the Nautilus Old boys like chimneys Mass of filth and rubbish outside the houses And broken fridges and torn up sofas The boy racers tearing down the beehive road Leading out to coastlines Where kids freeze their lungs And run amongst the rolling dunes away from everyone Oh leave fast or stay forever An old man told me to leave fast or stay forever Leave fast or stay forever, ooh Boarded up windows on the promenade The shells of old nightclubs And halfway houses Intoxicated people battling on the regular in a lazy lowlights bar Poor souls sleeping on shop front doors Being turfed off by the council Forgotten by our government A selfish little baby with no responsibility Watching people die in the cold Oh leave fast or stay forever An old man told me to leave fast or stay forever An old man told me to leave fast or stay forever, ooh Ooh Ooh