Legendary Pink Dots - Neon Mariners lyrics

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.