muppetking

Would he be 'We've gotta get outta this place' The Animals ?
Would Pommieshiela be 'I can't get no satisfaction' The Stones?
Would Dotty be 'The green green grass of home' ???

jayr

I think PB would be 'The Funky Gibbon' by The Goodies

muppetking

LOL

pommie bastard

"Sunny Afternoon " the Kinks?

http://www.codehot.co.uk/lyrics/ijkl...yafternoon.htm

jayr

Or what about Shaddap You Face by Joe Dolce, the chorus of which follows:



What'sa matta you, hey,
Gotta no respect, whatta you think you do,
Why you looka so sad?
It's-a not so bad, it's-a nice-a place,
Ah, Shaddap You Face.

muppetking

Always look on the bright side of life? The Python Team....nah

Megalania

The Aunty Jack Show

Farewell Aunty Jack
we know you'll be back
though you're ten feet tall
you don't scare us at all
You're big, bold and tough
But you're not so rough
There's a scream as you plummet away

Goodbye me little lovelies . . .

muppetking

'I want to paint it black' The Rolling Stones?

pommie bastard

NZ thats the home of the all blacks?

muppetking

and the black sticks, tall blacks, black ferns, black caps......not very imaginative are they?

pommie bastard

Well it washes well ánd give me any colour bar yellow or green and gold .

Mandy Bale

Muppetking said 'Always look on the bright side of life? The Python Team....nah'


No way man, thats MY song........!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Mandy

pommie bastard

Try this .

Mad Dogs and Englishmen

by Noel Coward

In tropical climes there are certain times of day
When all the citizens retire to tear their clothes off and perspire.
It's one of the rules that the greatest fools obey,
Because the sun is much too sultry
And one must avoid its ultry-violet ray.
The natives grieve when the white men leave their huts,
Because they're obviously, definitely nuts!


Mad dogs and Englishmen go out in the midday sun,
The Japanese don´t care to, the Chinese wouldn´t dare to,
Hindus and Argentines sleep firmly from twelve to one
But Englishmen detest-a siesta.
In the Philippines they have lovely screens to protect you from the glare.
In the Malay States, there are hats like plates which the Britishers won't wear.
At twelve noon the natives swoon and no further work is done,
But mad dogs and Englishmen go out in the midday sun.


It's such a surprise for the Eastern eyes to see,
that though the English are effete, they're quite impervious to heat,
When the white man rides every native hides in glee,
Because the simple creatures hope he will impale his solar topee on a tree.
It seems such a shame when the English claim the earth,
They give rise to such hilarity and mirth.
Ha ha ha ha hoo hoo hoo hoo hee hee hee hee ......


Mad dogs and Englishmen go out in the midday sun.
The toughest Burmese bandit can never understand it.
In Rangoon the heat of noon is just what the natives shun,
They put their Scotch or Rye down, and lie down.
In a jungle town where the sun beats down to the rage of man and beast
The English garb of the English sahib merely gets a bit more creased.
In Bangkok at twelve o'clock they foam at the mouth and run,
But mad dogs and Englishmen go out in the midday sun.

Mad dogs and Englishmen go out in the midday sun.
The smallest Malay rabbit deplores this foolish habit.
In Hong Kong they strike a gong and fire off a noonday gun,
To reprimand each inmate who's in late.
In the mangrove swamps where the python romps
there is peace from twelve till two.
Even caribous lie around and snooze, for there's nothing else to do.
In Bengal to move at all is seldom ever done,
But mad dogs and Englishmen go out in the midday sun.

Houdini

Easy tiger! You're dissing the mighty Springboks there

pommie bastard

Never Pal but its about time your lads get your act togehter and sorted out the Aussies in the Tri-Nations its upto the all blacks to stuff them again.