Pack me a trunk, book me a bunk I'm going on the trip of a lifetime Into the bowels of the earth, dear Since you left me I'm in hell Digging a band, dig in the sand Right to the core of the earth, dear Since you left me I'm in hell Wishing that you were here You met some prick, fell in love quick And in the blink of an eye Vows they were vowed and knots they were tied I felt so sick that I died, dear So pack me a trunk, book me a bunk I'm bound where the weather is balmy Into the bowels of the earth, dear Since you left me I'm in hell Tears falling from the poet's eyes Into the freezing snow The flowing tears will run all the way back Into his beloved's house The source of all his misery With you on my brain, on the ghost train Dancing a waltz with the corpses Everything's horrid in hell, dear Wishing to hell, wishing to hell, wishing to hell you were here With you on my brain, on the ghost train Everything's talcum and sulphur Satan and I and the corpses Sincerely we wish you were here