Look where you stand
You are on dry land
With your heart intact
Beating hard
Look down the wind
Turn your quivering chin
Look at where you've been
See how far you could swim
In these petrol waves
Demons wash away
Shrieks and howls of beasts of prey
Will all soon be replaced
By sounds of petrol waves
I know down the path
A persuasive man
Selling nails and glass
By the pound
Just smile as you pass
Let him keep his trash
Let his business crash
Let the clouds stay on his patch
In these petrol waves
Demons wash away
Shrieks and howls of beasts of prey
Will all soon be replaced
By sounds of petrol waves
In these petrol waves
Demons wash away
Shrieks and howls of beasts of prey
Will all soon be replaced
By sounds of petrol waves
Will all soon be replaced
By sounds of petrol waves
Will all soon be replaced
By sounds of petrol waves