City life was getting us down so we spent a weekend out of town
Pitched a tent on a patch of ground
Lit a fire, drank some wine
You put your jeans on top of mine
Said, come in, the water's fine
Said come in, the waters fine
Didn't feel too good all night so we took a walk in the morning light
Came across the strangest sight
Silver fish lay on its side it was washed up by the early tide
Silver fish lay on its side
Doctor put us us both to bed
Dosed us up and he shook his head only foolish people go, he said
Why do the willows weep, said he
'Cause they're dying gradually from the waste from the factories
Why do the willows weep, said he
In time the river banks will die and the reeds will wilt and the ducks won't fly
There'll be a tear in the crocodiles eye
The nights will soon be black and dead
Where the crocodile raised his head
There'll be a thick white scum instead
There'll be a thick white scum instead
The banks will soon be black and dead
The banks will soon be black and dead
The banks will soon be black and dead