Look where you stand You are on dry land With your heart intact Beating hard Look down the wind Turn your quivering chin Look at where you've been See how far you could swim In these petrol waves Demons wash away Shrieks and howls of beasts of prey Will all soon be replaced By sounds of petrol waves I know down the path A persuasive man Selling nails and glass By the pound Just smile as you pass Let him keep his trash Let his business crash Let the clouds stay on his patch In these petrol waves Demons wash away Shrieks and howls of beasts of prey Will all soon be replaced By sounds of petrol waves In these petrol waves Demons wash away Shrieks and howls of beasts of prey Will all soon be replaced By sounds of petrol waves Will all soon be replaced By sounds of petrol waves Will all soon be replaced By sounds of petrol waves