Last night he could not make it
   He tried hard but could not make it
   Last night he could not make it

   On a holiday
   So many miles
   Looking for a place to stay
   Near some friendly star
   He found this mote
   Now we wonder where we are
   How could this so great
   Turned so shitty
   He ended up in army crates
   And photographs in files
   His tiny boat
   Sparked as he turned to grazed our city
   I started driving on the motorway
   I was feeling down

   Last night he could not make it

   Last night he could not make it
   He tried hard but he could not make it
   Last night he could not make

   On a holiday
   So many miles
   Looking for a place to stay
   Near some friendly star
   He found this mote
   And now we wonder
   How could this so great
   Turned so shit
   He ended up in army crates
   And photographs in files
   His tiny boat
   Sparked as he grazed it

   Last night he could not make it
   He tried hard but he could not make it
   Last night he could not make it
   He tried hard but he could not make it

   He started heading for the motorway
   And he came right now.

   (x8)

		Black Francis
		(p) 1991 4-A-D