I'll introduce a friend of mine, a friend I've known for years
A 'warrior' whose history would move a cat to tears
A piece of meat between some bread, defying mastication
A sandwich that for years has been on the bar at a railway station.

Chorus: Only an outcast, alone in the world
A target for very bad language
For years and years and years he's been
A railway station sandwich.

Each time I lift the lid, he speaks in language very strong
And starts to 'hum' in fact, at times he'll buirst forth into song
A railway traveller bit him once - this sandwich armour-plated
He took a bite, and died that night, with his jaw bone dislocated.

Chorus: Only an outcast, alone in the world
A target for very bad language
For years and years and years he's been
A railway station sandwich.