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 when my great aunt Jean died

 it was her house that I eyed

 moved my stuff in almost straight away

 I put down new fancy floors

 and painted walls and doors

 making the place mine to stay.

 it washed away

 it washed away

 my house on Charlotte street it washed away

 sewage came up the drain

 'cause there was a bit of rain

 and the pump station wasn't turned on anyway

 I had lots of dear things there

 Mr insurance man I swear

 those 16 play-stations are destroyed

 and that antique Toby jug

 not to mention my cashmere rug

 and even all my doggies little toys

 they washed away

 they washed away

 everything that I held dear

 the floors have started lifting

 and I need a brand new kitchen

 and lots of Febreeze to make the bad smell disappear

 well I moved to higher ground

 with what salvage I had found

 just this guitar and my dog poppy

 and I wrote down this hear song

 because the days are awful long

 when all your stuff has been washed out to sea

 it washed away

 it washed away

 because of the bloody water-board

 I spend my time driving round

 sticking to higher ground

 I think I saw my house float past Greenore

 this has happened thrice before

 and I'm sure it will happen more

 I've photos taken so the damage can be seen

 I'm going to sue the board

 and with my nice reward

 I might just buy myself a submarine