Sequah

See the Quay and the harbour boats
Guess a concrete ship can really float
Crocketstown boy is on the hunt
For The Prince of Healers
Ring the bell when you’re ready to take me in
Luftwaffers are around the block
Gouged holes in the ancient rock
Secure the rights to the stock footage
Of those metal behemoths
The fire and the rubble

Ballina
At the yellow of morning
The insatiablе phone-in
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In the river of silvеr
Where the men are waist high again
Ballina
On an estate of mass graves
There’s a blind date falling apart
It could be a life for us

From the quay and the harbour boats
The ice spa and the local folks
Bring me the brochure down
I’m in the market for a settle downer
The king of the other crowd
Salutes you in BoHo
The only place to go
I know the couple who run it
Ballina
For the Prince of the Healers
Keep your eyes peeled for the For Sale sign
And the Prince Of The Healers