Richard Clapton - Deep Waterrate me
We used to go down to the beach at night
fireflies dancing in the promenade light.
Ah those rock 'n' roll bands used to really swing
and I'd do the foxtrot with sweet Christine
Speaking to me with her gentle hands
fly on down to wonderland
I'm caught up in its flow
if I'm in over my head
I'd be the last to know
They closed down the doors to the Tropedeiro
and I came back looking just like a ghost.
Posters were scattered all over the stairs
Nobody reads them, nobody cares.
Kids are retired when they reach 21
really just ain't my idea of fun
Sittin' out on the Palm Beach road
I'm so drunk and the car won't go.
My crazy eyes keep looking out to sea.
Sunday drivers are cruisin' around
wish they'd all go back to town
What the hell do they expect to find?
Sure as hell ain't peace of mind!
Hold on now