Lyric | Song |
Cranberry sauce. | |
Meet the new boss, same as the old boss. | |
Won't you fly high, [Song title]? | |
Remember what the doormouse said, 'Feed your head.' | |
I'm Kilroy! Kilroy, Kilroy, Kilroy, Kilroy. | |
You! Yes, you behind the bikesheds, stand still laddy! | |
The pump don't work 'cause the vandals took the handles. | |
Planet Earth is blue, and there's nothing I can do... | |
Take a load off Fanny, and you put the load right on me. | |
Hey, I said, you can keep my things they've come to take me home. | |
Sending out an S.O.S... | |
Joltin' Joe has left and gone away, hey hey hey, hey hey hey. | |
He gets right on to the friction of the day. | |
Well we're all in the mood for a melody, and you've got us feeling alright. | |
I never felt so much a like... | |
Try to set the night on fire! | |
Yeah we all shine on, like the moon and the stars and the sun... | |
Granny does your dog bite? No, child, no. | |
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