As I walk in a country lane
Big, black smoke comes my way
I see in the distance something big and tall
So all I know is actually nothing at all

The next day I go into town
Then I see some shops are down
Then I realised what that building was
But there was nothing I could do but stay away

In the evening, a fire starts
I am sorry but it is time to part
If I survive, see you soon
If not, well at least we know pollution is a clue