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The Wind in the Willows: No. 5, Court Scene

๐Ÿ‘ค Richard Baker, Simon Carrington, City of London Sinfonia & Richard Hickox โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ 3 Musical Fables โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 2:41
๐ŸŽต 1663 characters
โฑ๏ธ 2:41 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 28130527

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

With a one, and a two
With a one, a two, and over to you

First he waves his spear around
Yes, I wave my spear around
Ah, he waves his spear around, how aesthetic
(Aesthetic)
Then his charge, it pours the ground
Yes, my charge, it pours the ground
Ah, his charge, it pours the ground, how athletic
(Athletic)
Now you let him have a burst
Right, you let me have a burst
Oh, I give him quite a burst, how pyrotechnic
(Pyrotechnic)
Then you both begin to lunge
Good, we both begin to lunge
Nice, let's have a jolly lunge, how stimulating
(Stimulating)
Then he sticks you in the gut
Oh, I stick him in the gut
What? He sticks me to tuck, you nasty person
(Nasty person)
You know it's just a bag of tricks
Make it look as though it sticks
So the crowd'll get the kicks
I hope you're certain

And now Mr. Jackman, take it away
Mr. Ryan
Mr. Holte
Second half

Now you take it up from there
We hit and lunge and claw the air
Wavy sword all debonair, I've got the feeling
(He's got the feeling)
Make it nasty, make it mean
Make it start to sort of steam
I mean, meant it, what a dream, only emotional
(Only emotional)
Then you screw it up to pitch
'Til the crowd begin to itch
What a killing for a victory, for curtains
(For curtains)
Yes, but you're the one they want
Spit and inky through the front
And so we fix it so it looks, we must be certain
(Besetted)
It's all a game for peace and joy to do it
Yes, there's really nothing to it
Where's a bit of you with no sensation in it?
(Shanitty)
You could pin me in the wings, see it's really only skin
That's the place and gee, so take it to the limit
(The limit, just about the limit)

And now we all know what to do, ooh

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