Lewis Merenstein - Hello, There lyrics

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 gra** 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