[00:00.000]B: Oh! Hello everybody!
[00:14.277]S: Just the lad I've been looking for.
[00:18.422]B: Oh!
[00:19.052]S: Clamber in my head, Fred
[00:21.532]Whence all but you have fled, Fred
[00:25.874]There is no contesting, I've no way of manifesting
[00:29.993]How much I'd prefer you dead, Fred
[00:32.820]B: Oh I'm glad you like me, my Captain. Because I trust you too.
[00:37.476]S: Gratifiy your wim, Jim.
[00:39.944]B: Jim? What happened to Fred?
[00:43.530]S: He changed his name.
[00:44.494]B: What to?
[00:45.034]S: Chunky. Tell me, can you swim Jim?
[00:48.572]B: No, Jim can not swim.
[00:51.751]S: Then step upon this plank, son
[00:53.644]On the river bank, son
[00:55.397]Which I have carefully arranged
[00:57.139]So it will suddenly tip up and throw you into thirty feet of muddy water
[01:00.259]When you upset the trim by stepping on the rim, Jim.
[01:03.198]B: I say, it's not for deading me, is it Captain?
[01:07.355]S: Oh course not, dear boy! Just walk along it a bit further!
[01:10.381]B: Righty-ho then.
[01:11.684]Ahh. Here I am on the edge of the nice little wooden-type plank.
[01:18.718]It is a lovely day for a naughty blank.
[01:23.009]Arg! Oh! YAHHH!
[01:28.126]You've drowneded me.
[01:30.327]I do not like this game.
[01:32.376]I've got those
[01:35.106]"When I say I trust you I do not want to be drownded
[01:38.517]Because I do not like those kind of game" Blues.
[01:41.689]I don't like tricks that go sploogy-splat
[01:45.845](They say harm can come to a young lad like that)
[01:49.355]And I do not like explosions
[01:51.584]That blow me back to Christmas
[01:53.364]Out of my el-seaside pudding queue
[01:56.638]I don't like being wetted
[01:58.975]By nasty April showers
[02:00.900]And I do not like being nutted
[02:02.696]By Eifel and Blackpool towers
[02:04.714]So I do not want to be drowned, nutted, deaded, hitteded, splatted pledded!
[02:08.934]I don't like that kind of type blues
[02:11.412]I don't like that
[02:12.484]I've got them Bluebottle Blues.
[02:15.505]S: Still alive? Take this cigarette, pet.
[02:19.234]B: Oh ta
[02:21.428]S: No, don't light it yet, pet.
[02:23.698]All right, now you can light it.
[02:27.745]B: Are you sure I won't be deaded or nothing, Captain?
[02:30.958]S: No, no -- don't be frightened!
[02:33.071]B: All right then, I'll just put a match to it, and...
[02:36.630]You rotten swine you! You deaded me again.
[02:42.686]I shan't play this rotten game no more.
[02:45.304]Picks up fretted knee caps,
[02:49.060]Replaces lugging lug hole
[02:50.512]And exists through little hole in middle of record
[02:53.377](Milligan, unaccompanied) I'm walking backwards for Christmas
[03:08.140]Oh no, that's on the other side!