Sinking in the sea and hoping for a race, well, well
They jostle and they beat, their reasoning to kingdom come
The woman and the man grew weary as the tides swung round
The hours fade away and neither stays to stand the ground
The camper in control is slowly going round the bend
His friends are very nice and hoping for the trip to end
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The military have come and caught above the hotel ground
They're piling up the junk and hope they'll take a good look round
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