Lyrics

Her tube fit my lonely torpedo,
like a hand in a glove.
Pretty soon we were banging
the bulkheads of love.

I took her down to the engine room,
flooded tubes one through four.
I didn’t blow my ballast boys,
until I’d sealed the watertight door.

I’m hit - by torpedoes...
I’m hit - by torpedoes of love.

Now she’s blown her depth charge boys,
steam coming from my pipes.
I’m running on emergency power,
switching to emergency lights.

Now my love’s got a sinking feeling,
the bubble is ten degrees down.
I’ve got to level the bow planes out
- or I might drown...

I’m hit - by torpedoes...
I’m hit - by torpedoes of love.

The gray lady’s taking me down to crush depth,
I think I’m going to drown.
I should have tied her to the leg of the bed,
back in London town...

My love’s like a lonely torpedo,
lost in a sea of love.
Since she blew her depth charge
of love from above.