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It was a boomtown that was breaking my heart
This little boomtown has taken its part
I had a stake in this and I took it hard
It was a boomtown, boomtown...
How hot do you want it? Make it hot as you've got
Reggae blues, backstreet backbeat and the Irish social club slots
Italian chip-shop heiress meets the Soviet crew
Hard girls with handle gla**es and pretty prostitutes playing pool
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All the dockers and the rockers, navy grog, baggies of weed
Never saw a dog that couldn't be beat
You ever get the feeling that you can't compete?
She f**ing left him and then he lost the pub
It's been boarded up for fifteen months or more now
She lost the country so she torched the town
And built an on-site dole office to deal with the crowd
While the furnaces were still cooling down
Municipal golf course, round after round
Dew on the gra**, piss on the ground
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We saw genuine blugra** band playing in the park
We drank cider in the dark
As the rain rolled in off the sea
We went back to your house, soaked to the skin
Your dad came in
And he pretended not to see
Alright, the dock gates been locked now
You need a pa** to get in and look around
Big container ships with sh** from the stores outside town
It's all quiet, it's scary, think they'll have a night in
Or fill up the streets with drinking and fighting?
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