Kevin the coma, he was a smart one
But even so there were things
He didn't understand
Peter, the power drain
He's been around again
Looks kind of sickly
From breathing the fumes
Maybe on second thoughts
He doesn't understand too

Kevin and Peter, Peter and Paul
Matthew, Mark, Luke and John
I've had 'em all
In the back of my cab there's room
For everybody
I've had 'em all
In the back of my cab