1980  Scrubber

This is 1980
This is a seaside town
Where all the grockles congregate
To tan fat bellies brown

This is 1980
There is nowhere in town
For all the kids that were born here
To go and hang around

And there's no fun
If you step out of line
No there's nothing for us
Living in Bournemouth

This is 1980
They ain't got no time
They don't want to know you
unless your gold account is prime

This is 1980
We're banned from all the pubs
They'll welcome in the grockles
Potato headed mugs

But there's no fun
The youth's just paralised
No there's nothing for us
Living in Bournemouth

This is 1980
All we want is somewhere to go
But we're just the sods who live here
So they don't want to know

And it's no fun
If you step out of line
No there's nothing for us
Dieing in Bournemouth


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