Early morning, car packed
with coats, and boots, and maps.
CB turned down to hear the morning news
Laughs, and songs, and cigarettes
And roads, and friends, and craic.
Tape, and crowds, and whistles
And the cars.
King Fisher Blue.
Break it down, pack it up
and enroute, FAST
to some hotel, late.
And there, we got the word.