"Well the weather for the whole area Will continue much the same as the past few days Temperatures seventeen centigrade, that's forty-nine Fahrenheit Winds will freshen later tonight to south-west force six or seven And there will be showers sometimes heavy in many Oh sod it, I didn't wanna do this I don't wanna be a weather forecaster I don't wanna rabbit on all day about sunny periods And patches of rain spritting from the west I wanted to be A lumberjack! Leaping from tree to tree As they float down the mighty rivers of British Columbia The giant redwood The larch The fir The mighty Scots pine The lofty flowering cherry The plucky little aspen The limping Roo tree of Nigeria The towering Wattle of Aldershot The Maidenhead Weeping Water Plant The naughty Leicestershire Flashing Oak The flatulent Elm of West Ruislip The Quercus Maximus Bamber Gascoigni The Epigillus The Barter Hughius Greenus With my best buddy by my side We'd sing, sing, sing"
I'm a lumberjack and I'm OK I sleep all night and I work all day
He's a lumberjack and he's OK He sleeps all night and he works all day
I cut down trees, I eat my lunch I go to the lavatory On Wednesdays I go shopping and have buttered scones for tea
He cuts down trees, he eat his lunch He goes to the lavatory On Wednesdays he goes shopping and has buttered scones for tea
I'm a lumberjack and I'm OK I sleep all night and I work all day
I cut down trees, I skip and jump I like to press wild flowers I put on women's clothing and hang around in bars
He cuts down trees, he skips and jumps He likes to press wild flowers He puts on women's clothing and hangs around in bars
I'm a lumberjack and I'm OK I sleep all night and I work all day
I cut down trees, I wear high heels Suspendies and a bra I wish I'd been a girlie, just like my dear Papa
He cuts down trees, he wears high heels? Suspendies and a bra?
He's a lumberjack and he's OK He sleeps all night and he works all day
He's a lumberjack and he's OK Sleeps all night and he works all day
Songwriters: Terry Jones / Michael Edward Palin / Fred Tomlinson
These two magnificent animals the African Elephant and Bengal Tiger are having a great battle. The battle they are having is which will go extinct first. Both are being poached, the African Elephant for its ivory the Bengal Tiger for its beautiful stripes. So little is being done to stop the poaching that I believe within 125 years neither will be around except perhaps in zoos. But wait! Neither one may win this battle run to extinction. The mighty African Rhinoceros might just beat both of them. It is being poached into extinction for the hair that piles upon its nose, the horn. It is a sad sad world we live in that we must satisfy or lust and sexual gratification with a dead animal.
