Текст песни «The Wild Boar» от Flanders & Swann

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Flanders & Swann - "The Wild Boar"

Lyrics to The Wild Boar :

If you hear a loud whoosh



In the African bush



And an animal comes to the fore,



Who is basically pig



But more hairy and big



You will know you have met with a Boar.







You are glued to the spot;



Will he kill you or not'



No need to have fears about that.



Now hes made you stand fast,



And youre cornered at last,



All he wants is a nice little chat.







But dont be misled;



Soon youll wish you were dead,



That instead he was after your gore,



For Oh, Oh what a bore he is, what a thundering thumping bore!







In monotonous grunts he will tell you of hunts



Where for days hed eluded the field,



He will tell you his sow should be farrowing now



And enlarge on her annual yield.



He will say with an air, that for brushing the hair



His bristles the elegant thing,



And proudly confide they are after his hide 



For no less a man than a King.



Then a joke he will try as you stifle a sigh



And deny that youve heard it before,



Thinking Oh, Oh what a bore he is, what a thundering thumping bore!







As you laugh at his jokes (Ha ha ha ha ha ha)



Im a popular bloke, he will think.



When youre ready to burst,



Then Hello there! hell cry



To each poor passer-by



The ones that have not seen him first.



For on sight of the beast they will run to the east,



And the north and the west and the south,



And long for the day when his heads on a tray,



With an lemon to stop up his mouth.



They south as they run;



Hes an excellent son, 



An a wonderful fellow, Were sure!



But Oh, Oh what a bore he is, what a thundering thumping,



Down-in-the-dump-ing



(Grunt grunt grunt grunt)



Thumping bore!
[ The Wild Boar Lyrics  ]

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