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