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Community => Muppets Threads! (And Anything Else) => Topic started by: jags on December 01, 2013, 08:55:36 PM
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Danny boy in the key of g.new lyrics bike realeted. ::)
oh Danny boy me bike me bike is broken,
from spoke to spoke up to the handle bars,
me saddle's gone its gone and gone forever
oh Danny boy i feel like i could cry
chorus
but come next year when things are looking better
and all new parts are rock bottom at sjs
I'll dress you up and we will go a cycling
oh Danny boy oh Danny boy i just can't wait.
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who wants to have a bash just fun. ;D ;D
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Snerk! Hahahahahahahahahahahaha! ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D
Oh, jags, I haven't laughed so hard in a long, long time! :D
Brilliant!
All the best,
Dan (...who hopes you *never* sell your guitar!)
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;D ;D ;D
hah good stuff glad you seen the funny side of it. ;)
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wait until Andre see it he will crawl under his chair. ;D ;D
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Ha!
:)
Play it on with a bust bikeframe and expired wheel for extra effect.
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oh shiny toy me wife says you are much too dear
and do I really need another bike
so just for now you must stay in the window
my Facebook page now shows another ‘like’
oh shiny toy, we’ll ride all through the countryside
from pub to pub all through the live long day
but come the hills, I must get off and lay me down
oh shiny toy - it’s here that I must stay
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;D ;D brilliant ;)
bet you'll be humming it all day now.
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Brilliant, Ian; inspired! ;D
Love this thread, jags. Well done for starting it.
Best,
Dan. (...who now indeed has a song stuck in his head)
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Ah, jags, me boy -- 'tis winter here, and, well, the summer's gone and -
"The boikes, the boikes are callin',
From glen to glen,
an' down the mountainside..."
It's not actually winter here, from where I write (not singing so that anyone 'cept me can hear, and you'll be glad of that), 'cos I'm writing from far, far to the South -- but at home in the Ottawa Valley, it's winter for sure, minus something and loadsa snow.
J.
PS: Ages back when the kids were wee, I used to sing (after a fashion) Danny Boy to our son, David, as a lullaby ("Davey boy"). One night I was giving him a bath, and our wonky plumbing was clattering and banging and he said, "Listen, daddy, the pipes are calling."
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hah very good john we are all kids at heart aint that the truth. ;D
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wait until Andre see it he will crawl under his chair. ;D ;D
You guys are putting me out of business, you know that, don't you? :'(
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that'll be the day. ;D