Is there a place where I can go, Where they won't ask me for an interview, And everyone forgets what I said? I'm feeling like a scone on the phone, But it's too far away. I don't need the outside world. What's on my mind? Where is the taxi man, Tonight? 6 o'clock in the afternoon. 6 o'clock in the afternoon. I'm feeling like a dream, But my bed is just too far away, There's nowhere to hide. Is there a place just up the road, To buy cigarretes on a saturday? 'Cause I'm running really low. What's on my mind? Where is the taxi man, Tonight? 6 o'clock in the afternoon. 6 o'clock in the afternoon.