Lyricist : Anthony Newley/Leslie Bricusse

Composer : Anthony Newley/Leslie Bricusse

Oompa loompa doompety doo

I've got a tragic tale for you

Oompa loompa doompety dee

If you are wise, you'll listen to me

Here in Loompa land, it's both luscious and green

But not conducive to growing the bean

My job was guarding what little we got

You came along and pinched the lot

Hey, why didn't you say something?

Well, perhaps I drifted off

Oompa loompa doompety day

When I awoke, they sent me away

I'm disgraced, cast out in the cold

'Til I've paid my friends back a thousand fold

A thousand fold? You gotta be kidding me

I repeat, a thousand fold