On his way towards the door,
His sister's teddy bear is there
By the sofa on the floor.
He trips and falls, blood in his hair.

It seems that everyone he knows
Hears about his fall from grace.
Everywhere that Daniel goes
People ask about his face.

Hours of this and then he snaps
When someone asks about his fall,
And wonders if he's using maps
To make it safely to the hall.

Daniel holds onto his coat
And pulls this fellow close to him,
Says, "There's one thing you should note.
"I'll say it slowly 'cause you're dim.

"You've got your details wrong again.
"I never tripped or fell at all.
"I burnt a TV in a bin.
"There was no teddy bear or fall."

Daniel got onto his moped,
Tried to leave without delay.
He crashed, but this time saved his head,
At a lamp post, three feet away.

He wasn't hurt. His biggest fear
Was people talking in this town.
"The story for what happened here
"Is that I burnt a lighthouse down."