Songs of Fairly Utter Despair II

I want to take a ship and go Abroad, but where I do not know: It isn't Paris, London, Rome, Nagasaki, Naples, Nome, Honolulu, Teheran, Servia or Afghanistan;

And yet I want to take a ship And give the place I'm in the slip — Lord, tell me where I want to go; Give a man a decent show!