Lord, I'm trying the best i can
I lost everybody in Kazakhstan
But I still don't understand
Bob Wilson, anchorman

I've been to Kent, Gwent, Senegal
I've even been to look for Jim Rosenthal
Found him on his knees at the wailing wall crying
"Bob Wilson, anchorman"

Well I marvel at the things we find beneath the ground
And that man can go faster than the speed of sound
But I still can't get my head around
Bob Wilson, anchorman

I'm cold and i'm hungry and i'm in dundork
I've got no bus fare, i've gotta walk
It's raining soup and i've got a fork
Where be my camper van?

Well i'd like to meet Stevenson the engineer
And i'd like to meet Faraday and buy him a beer
And i'd love to meet the bloke who had the bright idea of
Bob wilson, anchorman


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    General CommentGenius
    hihoricherinoon October 12, 2004   Link
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    General CommentI agree
    little-lizon January 03, 2006   Link
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    General Comment"I'm cold and i'm hungry and i'm in dundork"
    Never heard of dundork. There is a Dundalk in County Louth, Ireland. It's more commonly known as Craptown, which speaks for itself. Nigel doesn't seem enamoured by the place either.
    Munichon March 28, 2007   Link
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    General Comment"It's raining soup and I've got a fork"

    cf "You got 10,000 spoons when all you need is a knife"
    chrisrazoron October 27, 2011   Link

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