It was late afternoon and the sky was descending
The tide was coming in, and darkness never ending
In a dim basement under a house, no windows and no light
A baby lies in a Moses basket, crying throughout the night
She woke up in a familiar place, not feeling well at all
Been drugged and carried to this room, against her will after all
Her ankle cuffed to a heating pipe, their prisoner - no doubt
Light-headed and still petrified, she's looking for a way out
He came to her rescue, he drove to the middle of the M6
But on his way to the basement, he fell for Clancy's tricks
He felt a sudden stabbing pain in his neck, and everything went dark
Tumbling down the stairs, unconscious