A handsome young man down the street
Wanted to be an athlete
So he trained every day
In every conceivable way
A handsome young man down the street
Wanted to be an athlete
So he trained every day
In every conceivable way
Both in the cold and the heat.
He ran for miles every day
He ran for miles every day
There he goes, you would hear them say
He ran for miles every day
There he goes, you would hear them say
Pounding the streets for hours on end
He ran for miles every day
There he goes, you would hear them say
Pounding the streets for hours on end
Taking good care while on a bend!
He ran for miles every day
There he goes, you would hear them say
Pounding the streets for hours on end
Taking good care while on a bend!
And from the same old route he’d never stray.
The wingsuit man soared like a bird on high
The wingsuit man soared like a bird on high
up he flew in the bright blue sky
The wingsuit man soared like a bird on high
up he flew in the bright blue sky
Till along came a drone
the wingsuit man soared like a bird on high
up he flew in the bright blue sky
till along came a drone
with a mind of its own
the wingsuit man soared like a bird on high
up he flew in the bright blue sky
till along came a drone
with a mind of its own
And caught the flying man in the eye.
Knocked off balance, he started to tumble
knocked off balance, he started to tumble
far away the thunder did rumble
Knocked off balance, he started to tumble
Far away the thunder did rumble
And down he went
Knocked off balance, he started to tumble
Far away the thunder did rumble
And down he went
His energy spent
knocked off balance, he started to tumble
Far away the thunder did rumble
and down he went
his energy spent
and trotted off home feeling humble.
A young chap who liked his flash cars
A young chap who liked his flash cars
Wore dresses and hung around bars
A young chap who liked his flash cars
Wore dresses and hung around bars
Whilst waiting for his date
A young chap who liked his flash cars
Wore dresses and hung around bars
Whilst waiting for his date
Bumped into his mate
A young chap who liked his flash cars
Wore dresses and hung around bars
Whilst waiting for his date
Bumped into his mate
And they went through their memoirs.
The Buzzard said to the Kite
The Buzzard said to the Kite
I’ve got a sandwich here, do you fancy a bite?
The Buzzard said to the Kite
I’ve got a sandwich here, do you fancy a bite?
But the Kite didn’t like cheese