Dead Centre of Town

[Verse 1]
I live in the dead centre of town
Where every landlorn sailor comes to drown
Where great ideas extinguish without sound
All my fickle friends have gone to ground
Yeah, so they will not come round now

[Chorus]
And you ask me what the problem is
I say it's obvious
And I'm not lying

[Verse 2]
I live in the dead centre of town
With one foot in the grave and one underground
Where clocks don't go no matter how they're wound
Boredom's king, unhappiness abounds

[Chorus]
You ask me what the problem is
I say it's obvious
And I'm not lying
Our town is dying

[Verse 3]
I live at the dead centre of here
Where daughters treat their daddies like King Lear
Who says, "Death's a good career prospect, dear"
Sinners burn in hell for half a beer

[Chorus]
And you ask me what the problem is
I say it's obvious
And I'm not lying
Our town is dying

[Verse 4]
I live at the town centre of death
Where even time is running out of breath
She crawls past gasping, "How much have we got left?"

[Chorus]
You ask me what the problem is
I say it's obvious
And I'm not lying
I'll tell you, I'll tell you what the problem is
'Cause it's so obvious
You know that I'm not lying
I'll tell, I'll tell you
Well, it's dying