S.O.S.
Night is fallen and the cold wind moans
I have never felt so far from home
I am cast away and left alone
The stars above me seem so far away
If there is morning, will I see the day?
Won't someone come and carry me away?
S.O.S., S.O.S.
S.O.S., S.O.S.
A seagull made a perfect landing beside him
"Ah, you've got a problem?"
He spoke Animo with a Brooklyn accent
"I've just got pawed off the ship!"
"I know, I seen it. You came out of there like a bullet! I'm Louey, the gull. I run this town! Let's get you back on the ship"
"You really can? My group's there, you see"
"Group? A bloodgroup? Are you wounded or something?"
"No, I'm an international star"
"You look like a mouse to me"
Louey took the straps of the British Airways bag in his beak a lifted off like a jumbo
