Dripping waffle cones
It's supposed to be sweet but we're so far away from home
Supposed to be satisfied,
Yet we feel alone
Grey smoke crawling down the shore,
Bat it away but it'll stay once more,
Drained life from once a beautiful town
Like a smile slowly moulding and cracking into a frown
Sky identical seas and seaside power stations,
In a world of ugly yet scenic creations
We try to mend our mistakes, make up excuses,
Yet we build more, and that diffuses the whole point
Poisonous air yet we still have to breathe,
Don't flutter an eyelid when it reaches 56 degrees
Maybe one day we'll realise that we've messed up and there's no way of turning back
Sky identical seas and seaside power stations,
In a world of ugly yet scenic creations,
We try to mend our mistakes make up excuses,
Yet we build more and that diffuses the whole point
Breathe smoke or give up hope,
We'll clean ourselves with radioactive soap
Breathe smoke or give up hope,
We'll wait until you choke
Breathe smoke or give up hope,
We'll clean ourselves with radioactive soap
Breathe smoke or give up hope,
Oh how will we cope?
Sky identical seas and seaside power stations,
In a world of ugly yet scenic creations,
We try to mend our mistakes, make up excuses,
Yet we build more and that's all that we make
La la la la la's