Worked on the railway station at Worth

She issued and collected tickets

And when circumstances dictated

Acted as a travelling ticket inspector

On busy and crowded trains

This was one part of the job she hated

Much preferring her own sleepy station

And then she met a tall man wearing sunglasses

Who wanted to know so much about the railway

At first Gina was suspicious but gradually thawed

As she was wined and dined and treated very well

The last day of November was a dark and bitter day

The presidents monthly train was due to pass

Over the the wooden bridge at Orag Or at noon

Its dates were normally staggered for security reasons

As the president was deeply unpopular

Only the Orag Or signalman knew the details

But he had a careless mouth and told Gina

Who in turn told the tall man wearing sunglasses

He then vanished without a trace

The wooden bridge at Orag Or

Was destroyed by powerful bomb

Taking the presidents train into a ravine

The country celebrated wildly

There were even fireworks in Worth

Yet no matter how hard they tried

The authorities never found out

Where the breach had occurred

Gina knew that she had been used

And she and the careless signalman

Made a promise that they would protect each other

And to this day this promise has not been broken



The Magical Meaning of Meltdowns (1985)