A fishing town up in the north
Where there´s nothing going on
Smoking joints to kill some time
And watching girls just passing by
And i know
Nothing going on
And i know
A fishing town up in the north
Old same faces in the bars
Remind you of where you are
What you see is what you get
It´s not enought but could be less
And i know...
No more tuna for this year
Once more winter time is here
No more tourits on the beach
Fucking fags fucking pigs
And i know...
A fishing town up in the north
Where there´s nothing going on
Where everybody is just a name
And no one has nothing to say
And i know...
