The Last Resort Video (MV)

Demolition crews and wrecking balls
Laid waste to The Grand
In the week an insurance scam
Razed the Old Pier to the sand
Destruction's in the veins of this town
In gutter flights on frozen nights
In border police out on the prowl
This country ruled the waves, waived the rules
Lord Nelson launched his sails from this shore
And this was the beach at the edge of the world
They've closed the port
But all empires fall from within their walls
So much for British industry
When all you can buy
In seaside shops are golliwogs
And paintings of Elvis in his prime
This country waived the rules, ruled the waves
Made wealthy by her empire of slaves
The sun has set, and the grandeur has fallen away
It's sad to see the promenade consigned to history