Viewed from the spire   It looks more like a coincidence to me   Another bomb in the harbour      But you were there   The place was all crowded but   No one crosses the street that way      It was such a lunatic thing to do   Broken glass was all over      I heard the sirens   Her name on the radio   Should have known there was no escape      They haven't found him   They say it wasn't professional this time   Just a bomb in the harbour      A love affair   Her room-mate won't listen but I-   No one crosses the street that way      She says   No, no. How would I know   Cause you didn't know her      I the sirens   And just suddenly I thought   No one's gonna say it did not take place