Clean Slate - Rolling Blackouts Coastal Fever

On a tear across the old country

Reached out for the prize, tripped over my knees

Fell right back to the Antipodes

Clean slate

I was waiting at the dock of the bay

For another cargo ship to take me away

Cut all my losses, start again in Bombay

Clean slate

In the rain, I was waiting in vain

Wipe it clean

I left home, my love, my land

Built a castle made of sand

Felt the handcuffs on my hand

The cool handshake of aluminium

And you don’t know how grave it is

My friend’s eyes are wide with fear

Wipe my clean slate down with tears

Scorched earth for ten thousand years

Clean slate

Got my eyes

(Still) Got my neck

(Still) Got my chain

(Still) Got my chequebook

(Still) Got my fingers

(Still) And a toe

I’ve got nowhere left to go

Clean slate (Clean slate)

Clean slate (Clean slate)

Clean slate (Clean slate)

Clean slate (Clean slate)

Clean slate (Clean slate)

Clean slate (Clean slate)

Clean slate (Clean slate)

Wipe it clean