S.O.S.

Night is fallen and the cold wind moans I have never felt so far from home I am cast away and left alone The stars above me seem so far away If there is morning, will I see the day? Won't someone come and carry me away? S.O.S., S.O.S S.O.S., S.O.S ---- A seagull made a perfect landing beside him "Ah, you've got a problem?" He spoke Animo with a Brooklyn accent "I've just got pawed off the ship!" "I know, I seen it. You came out of there like a bullet! I'm Louey, the gull. I run this town! Let's get you back on the ship." "You really can? My group's there, you see." "Group? A bloodgroup? Are you wounded or something?" "No, I'm an international star." "You look like a mouse to me." Louey took the straps of the British Airways bag in his beak a lifted off like a jumbo