Chucky's on his way to London
He's gonna find a new world there
He turned away from his L.A. days
And put a razor to his hair
Toni's on the seat beside him
Hoping for a visa stay
If the gig don't come in London
Chucky will be turned away
And he says, "Tell me why, tell me why
God gave me such an endless drive
To fill my cup but my cup stays dry?
Oh tell me, tell me
Tell me"
Chucky's on his way to London
Leavin' all his things behind
We had to rent a U-Haul truck
And stick it in a 5 x 5
Toni doesn't know what to do
Chuck is having second thoughts
Is he goin', is he comin'
Is Chucky on his way to London
And he says, "Tell me why, tell me why
God gave me such an endless drive
To fill my cup but my cup stays dry?
Oh tell me, tell me
Tell me"
Chucky