Jenny's bed is nailed to the floor
Black dog, tumble weed, white dress
Play whistley wireless happy


Fireworks under her pillow
Cold girl and deadness

Can you cross your heart?
Jenny played wireless
Black dog, white dress

Hand holding with her wireless
Kind whistling on when she passed
From this world off into the next


They were all stuck in a
Really small wood boat

To perish on the sea
And then one, one of the sailors
Pulled up the plug

And put it in a bucket
And all water, sea water, came in the boat
And a fish by accident came in

And flipped out again by using it's fin
The water coming in looked like a spout
And would make them perish

And then with red fire
Coming out from his gills
Came Action Fish, and was made of metal

And cut through the waves
At one hundred miles an hour
Faster than a torpedo

Red fire coming out from his gills
And jumped into the sky
And shoved a bung into the hole in the boat

And sped off
Cutting through the waves
One hundred miles an hour

Faster than a torpedo
Red fire coming out from his gills