Phone rings in the middle of the night, uh-huh
He wants to hear a song by Ashbury Heights, uh-huh
Just one more time before he dies, uh-huh
The DJ knows he's helpless and thus he cries, uh-huh

Here's a swansong coming
A swansong coming for you
Here's a swansong coming
A swansong coming for you

And the music plays
Flowing through the dark
A dying man mustn't be denied
His voice is one that you should hark

He can hear the whistle blow, uh-huh
He knows all he needs to know, uh-huh
The train plays another song, uh-huh
He smiles and sings along, uh-huh

Here's a swansong coming
A swansong coming for you
Here's a swansong coming
A swansong coming for you

And the music plays
Flowing through the dark
And the music plays
Flowing through the dark
A dying man mustn't be denied
His voice is one that you should hark

Here's a swansong coming
A swansong coming for you (and the music plays)
Here's a swansong coming
A swansong coming for you (and the music plays)
Here's a swansong coming
A swansong coming for you (and the music plays)
Here's a swansong coming
A swansong coming for you (and the music)

And the music plays
Flowing through the dark
And the music plays
Flowing through the dark
A dying man mustn't be denied
His voice is one that you should hark

And the music plays
Flowing through the dark