Today there was a tragedy underneath the bridge A man walked cold and blue into lament The sky coloured perfect as the man slipped away Waving with a last vanilla smile Waving with a last vanilla smile Somewhere at a table, two drowned fools Smoking, drinking water as they talked Of how they loved our lady And, oh, the smell as candles die One more ice cream river body Flowed underneath the bridge Underneath the bridge One more ice cream river body Flowed underneath the bridge Underneath the bridge