Where the oilslicks are lapping at the shore
Oh I do like to walk along the promenade
While my feet dodge the hypodermics and the tar
Oh I do like the sickly smell of ozone
And the sewerage that washes over me
There is nothing to compare
With breathing in polluted air
Beside the seaside
Beside the sea
0030 hours
Steve Wheeler © 8 July, 1997
Steve Wheeler © 8 July, 1997
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