I HAD A BANJO ON MY KNEE, THEN I WAS FIRE FIGHTING ON THE SEA

I was playing with my big, silver banjo, while it was sitting on my bum knee,

When the snow covered roof of my little, trashy trailer caved in on top of me,

Then my world became all wavy,

I dreamt I was back in the navy,

I was shooting a machine gun at incoming planes, out on the silicon sea.