i 'm so scared that she 's ensnared she 's in city that 's so strange where the people are quite weird they wo n't care if she does n't comb her hair she 'll be locked inside a dingy cell but i 'll find her i 'll comb it carry me on through the night across stormy tides here with my friends by my side and we 'll save her as the second chorus began , the room was awash with waving arms , lit cigarette lighters and singing pigs .