Lying in the corner of a room with a stick in my hand
I'm pointing my stick at a far away land
My stick it has no leaves, it grieves me to say
Going to find a new stick then i'll be, i'll be on my way
I want to row you cross the ocean so blue
Until we find the man who kissed all the women in japan
Old woman with no face
Trying to call out my name
Screaming she's just been stabbed
By a chargrilled accountant from spain
Would you like to dance with me
I whisper from four miles away
We could dance the tango
Then i'll be, i'll will be on my way
I want to row you cross the ocean so blue
Until we find the man who drowned all the children in Iran
I'm pointing my stick at a far away land
My stick it has no leaves, it grieves me to say
Going to find a new stick then i'll be, i'll be on my way
I want to row you cross the ocean so blue
Until we find the man who kissed all the women in japan
Old woman with no face
Trying to call out my name
Screaming she's just been stabbed
By a chargrilled accountant from spain
Would you like to dance with me
I whisper from four miles away
We could dance the tango
Then i'll be, i'll will be on my way
I want to row you cross the ocean so blue
Until we find the man who drowned all the children in Iran