A
Lord, I’ve tried the best I can 
D
I’ve asked everybody in Kazakhstan 
E
but I still don’t understand
D                       A 
Bob Wilson – anchorman. 

(Chords are the same throughout)

I’ve been to Kent, Gwent and Senegal 
I’ve even been to look for Jim Rosenthal 
Found him on his knees at the Wailing Wall, crying 
Bob Wilson – anchorman. 

Well I marvel at the things we find beneath the ground 
And that man can go faster than the speed of sound 
But I still can’t  get my head around 
Bob Wilson – anchorman. 

I’m cold and I’m hungry and I’m in Dundalk 
I’ve got no bus fare; I’ve got to walk 
It’s raining soup and I’ve got a fork 
Where be my camper van? 

Well I’d like to meet Stephenson, the engineer 
And I’d like to meet Faraday and buy him a beer 
And I’d love to meet the bloke who had the bright idea of 
Bob Wilson – anchorman.