This seaside town has got so little left to lose

And it’ll bring us comfort when we’re longer in the tooth

For now I’ll leave it for kaleidoscopes of light

Twenty-four hour convenience but don’t walk alone at night

 

Now they’re blocking out the sun

Now they’re blocking out the sun

Now I’m clocking out

My shift is over

 

This humble town has got so little left to sell

And it’ll make the headlines for attrition and the bells

For now we’ll leave them to their crumbling palisades

Boarding up the shop fronts when they didn’t make the grade

 

Now they’re blocking out the sun

Now they’re blocking out the sun

Now I’m clocking out

My shift is over

 

Step back, nothing to see here, shut your mouth

Step back, nothing to see here, shut your mouth

 

This shabby funfair has seen better halcyon days

Left an oxymoron by our ever changing ways

And you can shoot both barrels but there’s nothing worth the prize

The coconuts are glued on in post-apocalyptic shies

 

Now they’re blocking out the sun

Now they’re blocking out the sun

Now I’m clocking out

My shift is over