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from the Album There's a Bear in There (1987)
I can fly like a bird
I can fly through the air
I can spread my two wings
I can fly anywhere
I can fly over trees
I can fly over hills
I can fly I can fly
I can fly.
from the Album There's a Bear in There (1987)
Look at me I'm a train
On a track
I'm a train, I'm a train
I'm a chooka train yeah
Look at me got a load
On my back
I'm a train, I'm a train
I'm a chooka train yeah
Look at me I'm going somewhere
I'm a train, I'm a train
I'm a chooka train yeah
Look at me I'm going somewhere
I'm a train, I'm a train
I'm a chooka train yeah.
It's been a hard day
Yes it has
It's been a hard day
Yes it has
It's been a hard day
Yes it has
I'm a train, I'ma chooka train
I'm a chooka train, I'm a train
I'm a chooka train, yeah
Look at me, I'm a train
On a line
I'm a train, I'm a train
I'm a choka train yeah
Lok at me for the
Very last time
I'm a train, I'ma train
I'm a chooka train, yeah
Been a life that's long and hard
I'm a train, I'ma train
I'm a chooka train yeah
Going down to the brakers yard
I'm a train, I'm a train
I'm a chooka trian yeah.
from the Album There's a Bear in There (1987)
Out on the board
The old shearer stands
Grasping his shears
In his thin bony hands
Fixed is his gaze
On a blue-bellied Joe
Glory if he gets her
Won't he make the ringer go
Click go the shears boys
Click Click Click
Wide is his blow
and his hands move quick
The ringer looks around
And is beaten by a blow
and curses the old snagger
With the blue-bellied Joe
In the middle of the floor
In his cane-bottomed chair
Sits the boss of the board
with his eyes everywhere
Notes well each fleece
As it comes to the screen
Paying strict attention
That it's taken off clean
The tar boy is there
and awaiting in demand
With his blackened tar pot
and his tarry hand
Sees one old sheep
With a cut upon its back
Here's what he's waiting for it's
'Tar here, Jack!'
from the Album There's a Bear in There (1987)
Here is a trumpet
It's playing some music today
Making musical sounds
In its own special trumpety way
And when it starts to play
The notes come out this way
Here are some bells
They're making some music today
Making musical sounds
In their own special tinkley way
And when they start to play
The notes come out this way
Here is a streamer
Which loats aorund this way
Toora la toota la toota la
Toora la ay
Floating around in the air
Making circles everywhere
It goes toora la toora la
Toora la toora la ay
And it goes wsishing around in my hand
Toora la ay
Ripples like waves on the sand
Toora la ay
Toora la ay, toora la ay..
from the Album There's a Bear in There (1987)
Riding along
On a pushbike honey
When I noticed you
Riding downtown
In a hurry honey
Down South Avenue
You loooked so pretty
As you were riding along
You looked so pretty
As you were singing this song
Round round wheels
Going round round round
Down up pedals
Down up down
But I gotta get across
To the other side of town
Before the sun goes down
Hey hey hey hey
Put on speed
and I tried catching up
But you were pedalling
Harder too
Riding along
Like a hurricane honey
spinning out of the view
You looked so pretty
As you were riding along
You looked so pretty
As you were singing this song.
from the Album It's Play School (1991)
Take you riding in my car, car ...
Horn it goes beep, beep ...
Engine it goes brrrm, brrrm ...
Windscreen wipers go swish, swish ...
Take you ridingin my car, car ...
from the Album It's Play School (1991)
All the fish are swimming in the water ...
from the Album It's Play School (1991)
Dance to your daddy, my little laddie
Dance to your daddy, my little lamb
You shall have a fishy on the little dishy
You shall have a fishy when the boat comes in
Dance to your daddy, my little laddie
Dance to your daddy, my little lamb.
from the Album It's Play School (1991)
Splish , splash, splosh
I'm having a wash
Splosh, splash, splish,
I'm as wet as a fish
Soap on my body
Shampoo in my hair
Scrub-a-dub-dub
Now I'm clean everywhere
Splish, splash, splosh
I'm having a wash!
from the Album Oomba Baroomba (1994)
Everything is still, quiet and slow
Little by little, a breeze begins to blow
Picking up the leaves, whistling
through the trees,
The wind begins to blow...
Blow, listen to the wind blow.
Everything is dark, the stars are in the skies.
Little by little, the sun begins to rise.
The night time has gone, the morning
will be fine
The sun begins to shine...
Shine, we can see the sun shine.
from the Album Oomba Baroomba (1994)
The old grey cat is sleeping...
The little mice are nibbling...
The old grey cat comes creeping...
The little mice all scamper...
from the Album Oomba Baroomba (1994)
Ninni, baba, ninni, makhan roti chini
Mera bhayya khanna mange damri
ke do se
Hush my little baby,
Rest in quiet slumber
Bring my baby sugarbread
And blessings without number...