Sawyer's South Pier, strange to see
Pink with sugar, brown with rust and tea
When it's low tide, we will wait
Eyes pinned open by a swinging gate
On a coal bomb, buzzing light tram
Sets in motion acts we can't take back
On a coal bomb, buzzing light tram
Sets in motion acts we can't take back
Central Pier, spinning wheel
Coral Island, laughing clouds and peels
Then the North one, with its cold air
Fairs and graces, danger knives and fairs
On a coal bomb, buzzing light tram
Sets in motion acts we can't take back
On a coal bomb, buzzing light tram
Sets in motion acts we can't take back
On a coal bomb, buzzing light tram
Sets in motion acts we can't take back
On a coal bomb, buzzing light tram
Sets in motion acts we can't take back
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