Canvey Island

Killed a wild swan 
It was a kind of omen
Of everything [bad word] 
I can't believe it's happening 
And that it's happening now
I can't believe it's happening 
 [bad word] [bad word] somehow 

On Canvey Island, 1953 
Many lives were lost 
With the records of a football team 
I can't believe it's happening 
And that it's happening now 
I can't believe it's happening 
 [bad word] [bad word] somehow 

 [bad word] 

Don't you think it's strange, you know 
The way it all works out 
Brace yourself for storms and Summer droughts, soooooooo

Sometimes it's hard to tell 
If it's going well 
You know the odds against it
Were so phenomenal 
I can't believe it's happening 
And that it's happening now 
I can't believe it's happening 
 [bad word] [bad word] somehow 

 [bad word] 

Don't you think it's strange, you know 
The way it all works out 
Brace yourself for storms and Summer droughts 

Don't you think it's strange, you know 
The way it all works out 
You start with everything then end without

Oh! 
Oh, oh! 
Ohhh...(etc.) 

Oh it's happening now 
Oh it's happening now 
Oh...