Hello, There

I hooked up on a fishing line

Looking for the break of day

I've never been here before anyway

It's the wine in my feet, that's to blame

Settled down in the mud

Giving everybody blood

It's not such a beautiful thing to do

Left the castle in Spain

In an ambulance all the way

Could it be that the clock's really stopped?

Hello, there

Everybody, when's the next train out of here?

I'm sorry, but I'm much too young for this

I'll come back again next year

He came to lend a helping hand

To the miller and the butcher's men

Someone took the tuba for a pony ride

And the music sounded so much better

Taking turns having fun

When there's not enough sun

It was midnight when the chorus came

Then the piano collapsed in a heap on the grass

And they blamed it on a rock 'n' roll song

Hello, there

Everybody, when's the next train out of here?

I'm sorry, but I'm much too young for this

I'll come back again next year

Yes, I'll come back again next year