You've heard all about your ragged melody.
Everything from opera down to harmony.
But I have a little song that I will sing to you.
Believe me, there ain't much in the world but the music is grand.
And you'll be a singing it to beat.
Thank you.
To this will you.
Jala, jala.
Oh, yes, it's Jarrah, Jarrah.
That's a funny little bit of melody.
Cha-da, cha-da, jing, jing, jing, ba-do-ba.
Do-ba, do-ba, do-ba, do-ba-da, do-ba-do-ba, ba-do-ba, cha-da, cha-da, jing, jing, jing.
Thank you.
Bye.
Do, cha-da, cha-da, cha-da, ching, ching, ching, ba-doo-ah!
Our bands have been digging back for tunes to be sung.
Opera's and nursery rhymes have been overdone.
I dug a little deeper and I found more string.
It cracked and still can't swing.
Believe me, it ain't a turkey trot or a shitty one-spin.
But when Granny danced to it, she thought she was fat.
He still is an idiot, I'm sure you will find.
We'll keep her on and on and on.
Around your mind it goes jada, jada, jada, jada, jada, jada.
That's a funny little bit of melody.
Thank you.
Jolly, jolly, jing, jing.
Jada, jada, jing, jing, jing
