This is where we go our separate ways
Said the man to his luggage at the gate
See you in Grozny
He lifts the bread and smells the mayonaise
Flicks the unwanted pickle to the plate
Sips on his black tea
Looking down the aisle now
He waits for the beverage cart to come
It's probably a waste of time he says
They never have my cabernet
Fifteen times the best salesman of the year east of London
He points at himself as he tells her
What do you sell, she asks as he turns away
Farming equipment, he says
You know like tractors and stuff
The kind of things that farmers use
Fifteen times the best salesman of the year east of London
Returning his seat to its upright state
He said you know I could have been in the KGB
You see my buddy he knew somebody
Who could get me in if I really wanted it
Fifteen times the best salesman of the year east of London
Fifteen times the best salesman of the year east of London
The sky is upon us like the big elephant
The sky is upon us like the big elephant
The sky is upon us like the big elephant
The sky is upon us like the big elephant