No-one knows what I can see and
What I see pleases me on my roof
South Pacific hot sea pool,
Coney Island amusement school for mispent youth
It`s all in my own front yard, seagulls
Grazing in t the park and foreshore
South-east wind pins back my ears
Luna Park lights up the years of painless days
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I like it, upstairs in my house
Dealers selling junk and trash,
People spend their hard earned cash on Sundays
It`s quiet when they fade away
Westgate Bridge breaks up the day into red sky
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No-one knows what I can see and
What I see it pleases me on my roof