Bluebottle's Blues Lyrics
| Song | Bluebottle's Blues |
| Artist | The Goons |
| Album | British Singles Chart - Week Ending 13 July 1956 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.000] | 作曲 : Milligan/Carbone |
| [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! |
| [00:00.000] | zuo qu : Milligan Carbone |
| [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: Rightyho then. |
| [01:11.684] | Ahh. Here I am on the edge of the nice little woodentype 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 sploogysplat |
| [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 elseaside 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! |
| [00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Milligan Carbone |
| [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: Rightyho then. |
| [01:11.684] | Ahh. Here I am on the edge of the nice little woodentype 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 sploogysplat |
| [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 elseaside 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! |
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