So where's my Mary Seacole?nWhere's my Mary Seacole?nWhere's my Mary Seacole gone to?nnMay 4th, the war is escalatingnAnd morale is wearing thinnAnd no-one knows what winter bringsnnMy vision's on vactionnAnd this can't waitnnSo where's my Mary Seacole?nWhere's my Mary Seacole?nWhere's my Mary Seacole gone to?nnI'm drinking up the Black Sea just to findnI missed it in one blinknAnd I'll find you in some goliath heatsinknnAll pressure and inknWith one last thought to thinknnSo where's my Mary Seacole?nWhere's my Mary Seacole?nWhere's my Mary Seacole gone to?nnSo where's my Mary Seacole?nWhere's my Mary Seacole?nWhere's my Mary Seacole gone to?nnWhere have you gone?