Tim Martin O'Leary - Pollution Man

I'm sitting outside in the sunshine
I'm thinking about a great tan
The sky above me is covered
With the smog and the smoke of the working man
I'm sitting relaxed in my deck chair
With a breeze to my face like a sail
The air that I breathe is polluted
And it's making me feel sick and pale
(Coughing)
I'm counting the factories around me
Side by side in each pair
It's impossible to get the right number
Because my vision is not very clear
Years ago this was country
With fields so green I must say
But this view that I have from my deck chair
Is taking my breath away
(Coughing)
My children have sat out to join me
We're sharing some biscuits and tea
Life has changed very much here
It's not like I want it to be
My wife's chest also sounds wheezy
Join us for tea if you dare
Don't bring us cake or biscuits
Just bring along some clean air
(Coughing)
Our house it was on the market
Thank God it sold very fast
We moved away to the Midlands
Where the sheep and the cows eat the grass
My health is improving already
At last I can now catch my breath
I'm sitting outside on my deck chair
Just waiting around, for a happy death
(Laughing)

Written by:
Tim O'Leary

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