Lord, I'm trying the best i can   I lost everybody in Khazakhstan   But I still don't understand   Bob Wilson, anchorman      I've been to Kent, Gwent, 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 dundork   I've got no bus fare, i've gotta walk   It's raining soup and i've got a fork   Where be my camper van?      Well i'd like to meet Stevenson 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