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