Neon Mariners - The Legendary Pink Dots

The cha cha bar was sliding

And we swam across the Scotchman on the rocks

(so many rocks. .. and glass and sand.)

In shock we docked in Fish Head Harbour

Where the lights were dimmed

(Locked in, we couldn’t see a thing. . .)

The floor was tin

The sky was oil

The air was poisoned lager

And the juke box pumped out schlager

Because no-one pulled the plugs

(so many plugs. .. and sparks.)

The live wives kept us dancing

Dance in brine, dance in seaweed