I saw a yellow bird perched on a tree
Eyes of wet diesel for him to see
He sat there on his daily routine
I drank tea in our local canteen
Strolled along down the narrowing road
There was bus stops and large purple toads
White pianos advanced from the hill
While a llama chased a guy called Bill

I saw a giraffe as high as my knee
He was making shapes of letter Z
It rained blue sponges for half an hour
While the boys they played chess in the tower

Aha aha aha jay ri re re rumble
Aha aha scri ve he likes apple crumble
Aha aha aha jay ri re re rumble
Aha aha scri ve he likes apple crumble
Yeah

I saw a yellow bird perched on a tree
Eyes of wet diesel for him to see
He sat there on his daily routine
I drank tea in our local canteen

I strolled along down the narrowing road
There was bus stops and large purple toads
White pianos advanced from the hill
While a llama chased a guy called Bill

Aha aha aha jay ri re re rumble
Aha aha scri ve he likes apple crumble
Aha aha aha jay ri re re rumble
Aha aha scri ve he likes apple crumble
Bill bought a pony
It cost lots of money

Aha aha aha jay ri re re rumble
Aha aha scri ve he likes apple crumble
Aha aha aha jay ri re re rumble
Aha aha scri ve he likes apple crumble


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