if you miss this train there’ll be another right behind it
if you call my name i’ll come along
i’m looking for the watertank but i can’t find it
maybe someone was wrong

i got directions to the watertank last nite
i got nowhere ‘cos the directions weren’t right
the engine’s overheated & the fridge is on the blink
not a drop of moisture emits from my sink

well it’s late i know it, it’s not too exciting
my hook is in the lake but no one is biting
i round the gang up & read them their rights
the oncoming traffic better turn of its brights
i lie down with a flame in my heart
i’ll keep you company when the sides fly apart
i’ll write a song that will stick in your head
you won’t be able to get it out until you’re dead