First time I have been to see a band on a boat.

I feel a hot wind on my shoulder
And the touch of a world that is older
Turn the switch and check the number
Leave it on when in bed I slumber
I hear the rhythms of the music
I buy the product and never use it

She's selling seashells up on Shorley Wall
Where the ocean swells and leaves you small
She's selling seashells up on Shorley Wall
Just watch the moonrise up on Shorley Wall
Who could ask for more?

Weston-super-Mare. Nice micro bar.

Night of the Owls and Telephones for Eyes need to be made into horror movies.