By Roger Brown and Pleasence
WHEN I SPOKE TO HIM IN CHINA, THE SAID, I DON'T WANNA NIGGLE, BUT I THINK I'LL BE DEAD. IF THEY DOWN THE TREES I'LL HAVE NOWHERE TO HIDE, ALONG COME A HUNTER AND HE'LL TAKE ME BY SURPRISE.
LET'S A SONG FOR THE TRAGOPAN, THE PHEASANT WHO CAN'T LIVE EASE. DON'T LET THEM CHOP DOWN THE TREES HE'LL NEED, THE TRAGOPAN CAN'T WITHOUT LEAVES.
LAST IN CHINA, THE TRAGOPAN SAID, HOW WOULD YOU FEEL IF THEY TOOK YOUR BED, CLOSED UP GARAGE AND PULLED OUT THE PHONE, TOOK AWAY THE FREEZE AND LEFT YOU ALL ALONE?
SING A SONG FOR THE TRAGOPAN, THE PHEASANT WHO CAN'T WITHOUT EASE. DON'T LET THEM CHOP DOWN THE THAT HE'LL NEED, THE TRAGOPAN LIVE WITHOUT LEAVES.
LET'S A SONG FOR THE TRAGOPAN, THE PHEASANT WHO CAN'T LIVE EASE. DON'T LET THEM CHOP THE TREES THAT HE'LL NEED, THE TRAGOPAN CAN'T WITHOUT LEAVES.
DON'T LET THEM DOWN THE TREES THAT HE'LL NEED, THE TRAGOPAN LIVE WITHOUT LEAVES.
LET THEM CHOP DOWN THE TREES THAT HE'LL NEED, THE TRAGOPAN LIVE WITHOUT LEAVES.
SCOUSE WAS LEARNING ENGLISH. HE WAS LEARNING ENGLISH FROM THE TELEVISION. AT NIGHT, WHEN THE FAMILY HAD GONE TO BED, HE TO BE A SINGER. HE IMAGINED HE WAS WITH THE JOLLY FAMILY ON THE TELEVISION SCREEN. HE WROTE A SONG. AS HE SANG HIS SONG, HE PRETENDED THE JOLLIES WERE WITH HIM, HIS MUSIC.