So I'm going to unpack all my things and sit before it gets too late
No matter what, we'll come to you with another tale to tell
And you know that we shall meet again if your memory serves you well

Wheels on fire
Rolling down the road
Just notify my next of kin
This wheel shall explode

If your memory serves you well, I was going to confiscate your lace
And wrap it up in a sailor's knot and hide it in your case
If I knew for sure that it was yours, and it was oh so hard to tell
And you know that we shall meet again if your memory serves you well

If your memory serves you well, you'll remember that you're the one
Who called on them to call on me to get you your favours done
And after every plan had failed and there was nothing more to tell
And you know that we shall meet again if your memory serves you well