The Pyros - Bad Day In Bow Creek lyrics

Well, i was drifting downstream Without a paddle And my boat had sprung a leak I was bailing out with my bare hands Down in crooked bow creek It was then i realised my situation Wasn't unique I saw a million people just like me With mouths that could only speak Looking for my puncture repair-kit Bad day in bow creek And all the idealists looking for solutions There were none left to seek 'cos all their solutions seemed final ones Down in bow creek I saw the ruling cla** in hunting gear Saddling up the meek Me with the bit between my teeth But no shoes and no technique There were no dead animals on my feet Bad day in bow creek And all the tv presenters with their Snow-capped teeth were growing Pelican beaks But their donkeys-ears couldn't hear The screams Coming from tortured bow creek There were politicians calling for A clean up on the streets While poisoning the rivers Up to their peaks And here the river makes Good paint stripper Bad day in bow creek Here comes the chief of police With the arm of the law 'round a closet made of teak Inside he keeps the bones he found Down in muddy bow creek Oh he comes 'round once in a while To arrest a pervert or a freak But nobody knows how he got those Scars upon his cheek In canning town you Don't ask questions Bad day in bow creek Some were sinking Some were swimming Some were just standing on the weak It didn't matter if you had talent Or gargantuan physique I saw one man going down Clutching an old antique While his family drowned I can still hear the sound Of that cold and d**hly shriek Now i've really gotta get out of here Bad day in bow creek By this time i admit I'd developed a cowardly streak But i'd had just about enough Of that hungry carnivore bow creek I had to get out of that place 'cos my future was looking bleak When the sh** hit the fan I developed a tan And my clothes began to reek I sailed out on a floating coffin Bad day in bow creek Bad day Bad day Goodbye bad bow creek