Once upon a time there was a MODE OF TRANSPORT
Don't ask where, brother, don't ask when
It was a road to TERRIBLE PLACE - no! it was hard times
It was a world of gods and men
It's an old song
It's an old tale from way back when
It's an old song
But we're gonna sing it again
Now on the road to TERRIBLE PLACE, there was a MODE OF TRANSPORT
And there were three old PLURAL NOUN all dressed the same
And they was always singin' in the back of your mind
Everybody meet the fates!
Now on the road to TERRIBLE PLACE, there was a MODE OF TRANSPORT station
And a man with feathers on his feet
Who would help you to your final destination
Mr. PERSONS NAME - that's me!
It's a sad song
It's a sad tale, it's a tragedy
It's a sad song
But we sing it anyway
Now, on the road to TERRIBLE PLACE there was a TYPE OF ROAD
And a lady steppin' off a MODE OF TRANSPORT
With a suitcase full of summertime
FEMALE NAME , by name
There was a MODE OF TRANSPORT on the road to
There was a young man down on a bended knee
And brother, thus begins the tale
Of MALE NAME and FEMALE NAME !
It's a love song
It's a tale of a love that never dies
It's a love song
About someone who tries
