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