(Chorus) 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 (Chorus) 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 (Chorus) 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? --- .