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First broadcast 18th December 1971.
Headmaster Cromwell's latest idea is a competition for a new school song to commemorate the first meeting of his newly-formed Old Fennians Association.
Deryck Guyler - Norman Potter
Noel Howlett - Mr. Cromwell
Joan Sanderson - Doris Ewell
Richard Davies - Mr. Price
Erik Chitty - Mr. Smith
David Barry - Frankie Abbott
Peter Cleall - Eric Duffy
Peter Denyer - Dennis Dunstable
Liz Gebhardt - Maureen Bullock
Carol Hawkins - Sharon Eversleigh
Leon Vitali - Peter Craven
Barry McCarthy - Terry Stringer
Charles Bolton - Godber
Billy Hamon - Des
Rosemary Faith - Daisy
Drina Pavlovic - Celia
Joe Ritchie - Postman
Tina Heath - Pupil
Bruce Hodgkins - School pupil
Clive Moss - Steele
Gregory Scott - Mr. Wyatt
Headmaster Cromwell's latest idea is a competition for a new school song to commemorate the first meeting of his newly-formed Old Fennians Association.
Deryck Guyler - Norman Potter
Noel Howlett - Mr. Cromwell
Joan Sanderson - Doris Ewell
Richard Davies - Mr. Price
Erik Chitty - Mr. Smith
David Barry - Frankie Abbott
Peter Cleall - Eric Duffy
Peter Denyer - Dennis Dunstable
Liz Gebhardt - Maureen Bullock
Carol Hawkins - Sharon Eversleigh
Leon Vitali - Peter Craven
Barry McCarthy - Terry Stringer
Charles Bolton - Godber
Billy Hamon - Des
Rosemary Faith - Daisy
Drina Pavlovic - Celia
Joe Ritchie - Postman
Tina Heath - Pupil
Bruce Hodgkins - School pupil
Clive Moss - Steele
Gregory Scott - Mr. Wyatt
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00:25The Lone Ranger
00:43Oh, are we all sitting comfortably?
00:46Good, then shall us begin?
00:48Yes, Doris?
00:52Oh, Mr Smith!
00:54I do beg your pardon, Missy Will,
00:57but sitting here like this,
00:58the years rolled back, you know.
01:01I used to pull Beatrice Thwaites up your pigtails.
01:05Well, kindly act out your childhood fantasies somewhere else.
01:09Oh, I like to act out my manhood fantasies.
01:13Come here.
01:15Sven!
01:17Oh, sit!
01:20Come leave, all prisoner great, Lord.
01:22Thank you, Norman.
01:23Thank you, sir.
01:23Now, staff, I have called you here because I have been thinking.
01:28And what I have been thinking of is this.
01:34Nothing.
01:35Fairly typical, I should imagine.
01:37Oh, no, no.
01:38Oh, I'm so sorry.
01:38I do beg your pardon, sir.
01:40Wow.
01:41Well, why not?
01:43Eton has its old Etonians.
01:44Harrow has its old Herobies.
01:45And we, the Fen Street Secondary Modern School, incorporating Weaver Street, should have its...
01:50Fen Street Set Mod Weaverianus.
01:54You're so literal, Norman.
01:55Thank you, sir.
01:56I try to do my best, sir.
01:57Shortened, of course, to the old Fenians.
01:59And the first old Fenian day will be... will take place here.
02:04Um...
02:04Saturday night.
02:07Look, headmaster, you can't make a silk purse out of a sow's ear.
02:10Fen Street isn't eaten.
02:12He's not even a good-class boss, don't you?
02:14But it should be, Pricey.
02:16We have a duty to remind all those young people who leave here every year to enter the scrummage,
02:21which is the great football match of life.
02:24We owe a duty to remind them of the standards and the values instilled into them when they
02:28were here at their dear old alma mater, Fen Street.
02:31Loyalty.
02:32Honour.
02:33Tradition.
02:34Booze, birds and bucky.
02:37Cynicism, Pricey.
02:38Cynicism.
02:39And cynicism.
02:40And what better way of reminding them, by inviting them to become members of the old
02:45Fenians Association.
02:46Beautifully spoken, Sir.
02:48Spoken like a true auditorial.
02:50Thank you, Lord.
02:51And now...
02:53Et voilà!
02:55What on earth is that?
02:57The old Fenian tie.
02:59Original design by Norman Esquith-Potter.
03:02Next, please.
03:04That's all.
03:05Et voilà!
03:19The old Fenian boater.
03:21Well, come along now.
03:22Some comment.
03:23Pricey, what does that look like to your experience, sir?
03:25Saturday night, after the pub's turn-up.
03:28May one inquire, headmaster, where the old Fenians are going to buy their ties and boaters?
03:33From the school shop.
03:35We haven't got a school shop.
03:37Semantic quibble.
03:39Norman has a contact with the rag trade.
03:41Selling rags, presumably.
03:43Well, I see I shall have to bring my big gun to bear, Norman.
03:46Oh.
03:47Now, this is my big gun.
03:50We shall need an old Fenian song.
03:53Oh.
03:53And this is an inducement to any member of the staff who can come up with a suitable composition.
03:59Et trolla.
04:01Goodbye, boss.
04:03It is a silver chalice.
04:06Goblet, Norman, goblet.
04:08Oh, I'm so sorry.
04:08I didn't mean to...
04:10But what's it for?
04:12It is an award for the finest composition.
04:15Augmented, of course, by a slight financial award of ten pounds from my own pocket.
04:20Oh, that's good.
04:21So there.
04:22Now, while you are merrily composing, you can think of those dear young people who will shortly
04:26be receiving an invitation to the first old Fenian day.
04:30Now, just think of their little faces.
04:33I am, and I suddenly feel very sick.
04:36Oh, what?
04:37They've got to be joking.
04:40I'm an old Fenian.
04:42Ha, ha.
04:44That's right.
04:44I've just been invited back to the scene of me former academic triumphs and that.
04:49Right.
04:50I know you're a bit overawed in me presence, like, but this invite don't make no difference
04:56to our relationship.
04:57Honest.
05:00When me commissioning the Royal Horse Guards comes through, mate, you'll find me at Buckingham Palace.
05:11More!
05:15Hello, Cheryl.
05:16Hello.
05:17Anybody die this morning?
05:18No.
05:18It's been very quiet.
05:20Well, I've decided.
05:22I'll wear a hat if you will.
05:23All right.
05:24Difficult to know what sort to choose when you're an old girl.
05:27No.
05:28Perhaps we could get something in the school colours.
05:30Oh, yeah.
05:31What are the school colours?
05:33Oh, what were the school colours?
05:36I don't think we had any.
05:45It's stupid.
05:46Why?
05:47It's traditional, isn't it?
05:48Not for me, baby.
05:49You might catch me going back to me school.
05:51I don't know.
05:52Old school reunion?
05:53Returning war hero?
05:58Yeah, I suppose I am.
06:02Right, then.
06:03Let's see what your grateful country can do for you, all right?
06:10Frankie?
06:11What?
06:12Wrong leg, mate.
06:14Oh.
06:33Hello, Madge.
06:34Is that you, Madge?
06:36I can't hear you, darling.
06:38It's a bad line.
06:39You'll have to speak up.
06:40Oh, just a minute.
06:43Silly old me.
06:47Hello, darling.
06:48Oh!
06:50There's no need to shout like that, my sweet.
06:52I can hear you perfectly well now.
06:54Look.
06:55Do you remember when we were having our hot chocolate and digestives,
06:59you said it was high time I should have a go at writing a song?
07:04Yes, well, you were right, darling.
07:06Now, just listen to this.
07:17No, darling, that's not me.
07:19That's Price.
07:20I'm sorry.
07:21I shall have to pay you mine when I get home.
07:23My aperture is stopped.
07:26Well, I'll see you in a few hours, my sweet.
07:29Oh, don't forget to turn your waffles.
07:32Bye-bye.
07:34Oh, it's no good, Smitty.
07:36We'll have to stop this war of sonics.
07:38I can get my lyrics, but I can't get a tune.
07:40Oh, vice versa with me, Price.
07:42Oh, well, perhaps we ought to do a Jack Spratt and his wife, then.
07:46A collaboration, you mean?
07:49Yes.
07:50Music by Osborne Smith, lyrics by Vaughan, Price, Gilbert and Sullivan,
07:54Leonard and McCartney, Rogers and Hart,
07:56Learner and Love, Schwartz and Dietz,
07:58Bill and Ben,
08:01The Flower Pop, mate.
08:02Oh, don't forget.
08:12I'll tell you what, Monsieur Warne,
08:13you show me your composition and I'll show you mine.
08:16Certainly not.
08:17What a preposterous idea.
08:19Oh, I bet yours is a little cracker, you know.
08:21Go on, give us a quick burst.
08:23Stop trying to ingratiate yourself with me, Potter,
08:25and get to the point.
08:26Ah, yes, well, now, see what it is, Monsieur Warne.
08:28You see, I'm just wondering if you would kindly
08:30sort of write down my little tune for me, you see, on paper.
08:33See what I mean?
08:33Because, you see, at the moment it's going on up here, see.
08:36And I want to get it from here down onto there, let's say.
08:39Oh, very well.
08:39What key is it in?
08:41Well, what keys have you got?
08:43Never mind, just La Light.
08:45Pardon?
08:46La Light.
08:47La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la.
08:50Oh, is that your tune?
08:51Yeah.
08:52That's quite good, that, Monsieur, you know.
08:53That's very nice.
08:54It sort of flows, to use a musical expression, you know.
08:57But I do think it's a bit sort of, well,
08:59it's sort of derivative, really, you know what I mean?
09:02It's a scale, Potter.
09:03Ah, that's it.
09:04That's just the word I was looking for, a scale.
09:05Yes, it wants to be a bit more of a tune, doesn't it?
09:07You know.
09:08Well, come on, man.
09:09Whistle it or something.
09:10Ah, well, you get it down, you mean.
09:12Good idea, there.
09:12Right, stand by now.
09:13Wait a minute.
09:14Uh...
09:17Well, hum it, then.
09:19Well, can't you take down whistling?
09:20Oh.
09:21Oh.
09:21All right, well, I'll hum it, then.
09:22Would you give me a note?
09:23Try the F.
09:25Oh.
09:28La Boat.
09:32Potter!
09:33Was I going too fast for you?
09:35That's the Eaton Boating song.
09:37No, no, no.
09:38That's the Fen Street Boater song.
09:40Oh.
09:41It's a plagiarism.
09:42Yeah.
09:43Ah, well, you may be right, Michelle.
09:44I thought it was a waltz, you know.
09:46A plagiarism is taking someone else's thoughts,
09:49writings or inventions as one's own.
09:51Oh, yes.
09:52Well, yes, I know that.
09:53Plagiarism.
09:54Yes, of course, naturally.
09:55Uh, here, wait a minute.
09:56Wait a minute.
09:58You tried to say that I pinched your tune?
10:01Well, oh, my song is much better than your mouldy old scale.
10:10Now, that's been done and all.
10:12Oh.
10:14What do you mean, Price?
10:16The Weaver Street Choir?
10:17Well, I say I persuaded the Weaver Street mob
10:20to form a school choir for the great day.
10:22Capital, Pricey, capital.
10:23The spirit of tradition is like a common cold.
10:26Infectious.
10:28But how, Pricey?
10:30I mean, if even Miss Ewell couldn't persuade them,
10:32then, ah, psychology, Smithy, psychology.
10:35Well done, Pricey.
10:37Now, thank you.
10:37Oh, thank you, Headmaster.
10:39Now, now, Smithy, we sent out, didn't we, 220 invitations?
10:43Yeah, 221.
10:44Oh, you little pedant.
10:46And how many acceptances did we get?
10:48Well, I have to admit, Headmaster, more than I expected.
10:529, 11.
10:54Oh, well, it's a soccer team.
10:56What's that pong?
10:58Mr. Price.
10:58Eh?
10:59No, it's not you, Doris.
11:01It must be one of these.
11:03Oh, it's this.
11:04I remember now with Sharon Eversley.
11:07Oh, she must be quite a big girl now.
11:10Mr. Price, you're doing your Humbert Humbert again.
11:12Oh, Doris reading Lolita.
11:14There's naughty.
11:15Oh, I say, listen to this.
11:17Miss Eversley thanks Mr. Maurice Cromwell for his kind invitation
11:20and has great pleasure in graciously accepting, same,
11:23lots of love from Sharon.
11:26Well, at least she's tried.
11:27She's more than one can say for her erstwhile paramour, Eric Duffy.
11:31He simply scrawled across his invitation.
11:33Tar-cock.
11:34See, you said it.
11:36Ah, well, he's short and to the point, anyway.
11:38OK.
11:39This one is rather mysterious.
11:41What can it mean, do you suppose?
11:42In answer to your invitation,
11:45please find enclosed garment.
11:47It's obvious, isn't it?
11:48Mr. Price.
12:36Oh, blimey.
12:37What did I tell you?
12:38Eh?
12:38Same old hole.
12:39It ain't changed much, has it?
12:41Not so much as a light bulb.
12:43Sort of smaller, though.
12:45Plus, ça change.
12:47Eh?
12:48French.
12:49It means the more things change,
12:50the more they remain the same.
12:52Eh, weird geezers,
12:53ain't it, them French?
12:54I agree with Maureen.
12:57Oh!
12:57What is it, Charles?
12:59No!
13:00My chewing gum.
13:02I left it there the last day of term.
13:05Yeah.
13:05Makes you think, doesn't it?
13:06Yeah, double nostalgia.
13:08Look, that's where he used to sit.
13:11Sir.
13:12Mr. Hedges.
13:14I mean Bernard.
13:16All those handkerchiefs he used to lend me.
13:20I was so happy then.
13:23Oh, come off it, Maureen.
13:24Don't start.
13:26Oh!
13:26Look at him.
13:27Oh, look at him.
13:27Oh, look at him.
13:27The cat's dragging.
13:29Meow, meow.
13:30What's that?
13:31That's the cat, that is.
13:32Oh.
13:32Dear, Frankie ain't seen them before.
13:34Nah, well, I don't make a fuss.
13:37But it did say, you know,
13:38on the invitation,
13:39decorations will be worn.
13:40What'd you get this one for, then, Frankie?
13:42Long service.
13:43Lying, and he was only in 12 weeks.
13:45Yeah, but I bet it seemed like 10 years
13:47to all the others.
13:48Right, yeah.
13:49Yeah, well, you don't get that one
13:50for nothing, Todd.
13:51Oh, how much should it cost, then, Frankie?
13:54This, then, boy,
13:55is the purple art.
13:56Nah, only the Yanks get that.
13:58Eh?
13:59Ah, well, that's all you now.
14:00This is the British purple art, innit?
14:02You got it for your war wound,
14:04didn't you, Frankie?
14:05Oh, yeah,
14:05when he stabbed himself in the butt.
14:08Oh, oh, me shrapnel.
14:11Oh, me shrapnel.
14:14Oh, hello, Frankie,
14:15son, how are you, then, eh?
14:16All right.
14:17I hear you've got something, lad.
14:18Where'd you get your lot, then?
14:20Oh, I got shot in the lesion.
14:21Mine was in Tobruk, you know.
14:22Yeah, capturing a machine gun nest.
14:24Single-handed.
14:26Oh, you heard about that, did you?
14:27Yeah.
14:29You were never there, lad.
14:31You were too young, surely, weren't you?
14:32Oh, come on, Uncle Norman.
14:34This is my opinion's day.
14:35Yes.
14:36Right, now, then, just a minute.
14:37Hang on a tick.
14:38Woo-hoo!
14:40Ba, ba, ba!
14:41Ba, ba, ba, ba!
14:45Very comical, very comical.
14:46Now, watch this.
14:47Watch it.
14:47Look.
14:48Look at that, then.
14:49Eh, Trollop.
14:50Whoa!
14:51What an earth, lad!
14:53No, always was a bit of a flasher,
14:54weren't you, I think?
14:55That is the old Fenian tie.
14:57There's also an old Fenian boater,
14:59but if you want to see that,
15:00you know, you'll have to come visit me
15:01and my cubbyhole.
15:02Oh!
15:03Why?
15:03Because the impediment rampant's fell off
15:05and I had to do a quick toodaloo on it.
15:08Quick what?
15:09Toodaloo glue, sonny boy glue.
15:11Oh, isn't it, Mum?
15:12Now, I'll tell you what I'm going to do.
15:14I'm taking orders for the tie.
15:15Now, it's 95, er, P for one
15:17and 180 for two.
15:19See?
15:19And I'll quit for a bit of muffin tat like that.
15:21You off your head.
15:22It always was, won't it?
15:23Yeah.
15:23I'll have one, Mr Potter.
15:25Good lad, Frankie.
15:26I'll have one tie, all Fenian for the use of 95's piece.
15:31I'll have to owe it, yeah?
15:32Oh, it's all right, it's all right.
15:35I trust him.
15:35Do you?
15:36You must be mad, mate.
15:38There is no need to mock.
15:39Nah.
15:40Nah.
15:40No.
15:43Because I can see myself in this lad, you know.
15:46Tell me, Frankie, did you go over there?
15:50Aye?
15:51Go on.
15:52Over there.
15:54Oh, all right.
15:56Oh, he's mad, that lad.
15:57That's why you see yourself in him.
15:59You haven't changed it, have you?
16:01You're the same audible lot, aren't you?
16:02And to think that I wrote a symphony for you lot.
16:06A symphony?
16:07Yes.
16:07An old Fenian song.
16:08Hey, Pete, we used to have a old school song.
16:11That's right.
16:11How'd it go?
16:12Oh, yeah, yeah.
16:12Life presents a gloomy picture.
16:15Wait, wait, wait.
16:16That's just a plagiarism, that.
16:18Eh?
16:18Oh, mine's much more professional than that, you know.
16:20But naturally, of course.
16:21Oh, modesty for beats.
16:22Exactly.
16:23As soon as I got into Tin Pot Alley, you know, my whole life expanded.
16:27Yeah, along with your head.
16:30Say that again.
16:31Well, I'm being bombarded by music publishers.
16:33Why, wait, mate.
16:34We'll bombard you right now.
16:35What?
16:36Hey, boy.
16:37Come on, me.
16:38Whee!
16:38Oh, hello, hello.
16:40I see we've got the Chelsea pensioners in, then.
16:42Who on earth is that child?
16:44What are you doing in here, then, eh?
16:45You were laughing into trouble from you-know-who.
16:47Yeah, don't make me laugh, that old boiler.
16:49Yeah, it's got to be Doris.
16:50She's going to tell her I get knotted, mate.
16:53All right, kid.
16:54He's a right bird, isn't he?
16:56Old Uncle Norman.
16:57Who the hell are you?
16:58You are.
16:59You heard.
16:59Oh, how delightful.
17:01Sauce.
17:02No.
17:02Cheek.
17:02What shit?
17:03What shit?
17:04Ah, it's all right, sunshine.
17:06We know how you feel.
17:07Been through it ourselves, haven't we?
17:09Oh, I'll get it now.
17:11You're the old crocs, isn't you?
17:12Old fennions, if you don't mind.
17:15I know all about you lot.
17:16Load of softies.
17:17Oh, yeah.
17:18Why, you're as hard as nails, I suppose, dear.
17:20Bloody hand, mate.
17:21Duck you up any day of the week.
17:22Yeah?
17:23Yeah.
17:23Yeah?
17:24Yeah.
17:26It's all right, just testing you.
17:28Right.
17:29Now then, anybody else want to start something?
17:31Oh, there you are, Terry.
17:34Hey, who's this looking?
17:35Don't ask.
17:36We're 5C.
17:385C?
17:38But we're 5C, isn't we, Terry?
17:41Course we are, you great nana.
17:42Course we are, you great nana.
17:44Who are you calling a nana, you big cop?
17:46Twit or something.
17:47You're leaving now.
17:49It is kids, isn't it, eh, Celia?
17:50Yeah, you're Sharon Eversley, ain't you?
17:52Yeah, that's right.
17:54Daisy, Celia, come back here.
17:55I've seen you in your shop.
17:56Me and Celia go in there Saturdays.
17:58Sometimes.
17:59Only nothing never fits.
18:00Got no shape, you know.
18:02Great lump I am.
18:04Not like Celia here.
18:06Don't she go on?
18:07Yeah, you two.
18:08No fraternising.
18:09Yeah, no fr...
18:10What you said to her?
18:12Oh, Terry.
18:13Bloody women.
18:14Bloody women.
18:15Yeah, you can say that again, mate.
18:17Here, what you lot doing here on a Saturday morning, anyway?
18:20We're in a choir.
18:21Eh?
18:21Of course, I offered them one of my compositions, you know.
18:25But they turned it down.
18:27Professional jealousy, you know.
18:28Hey, do you want to hear it?
18:29No, mate, don't.
18:30Here, who roped you into this, anyway?
18:32Wait, it's because of prices.
18:33Yes!
18:34It was because of prices.
18:36Well, you see, old mother Yule.
18:38Yeah?
18:38Well, she went on and on at us to be in her stupid choir, you see.
18:41Of course, we said you must be joking.
18:43And old Pricey stuck his oar in, eh?
18:45Yeah, yeah.
18:45Who's telling this, me or you?
18:47You are, Terry.
18:48Right.
18:50Then old Pricey stuck his oar in, see, and says,
18:52if we're going to be in a choir, it'll be over his dead body.
18:55Over his dead body?
18:56Well, I mean, we didn't have no choice then, did we?
18:58We had to do it.
19:00See, old son, you're a bloke after me, aren't I?
19:02Well, it's like I was at your age.
19:04Was your daddy Nick and all, then?
19:10And in conclusion, I can only say how deeply moved I am
19:15to see such a, yes, yes, such a bumper turnout
19:20on this very special occasion.
19:22Now, now, really, Morris, really,
19:27I am reminded of a very amusing story.
19:31Yeah, there was an Englishman, an Irishman, and a Scotsman.
19:33No, no, no, no, only an Englishman.
19:35Oh, I don't know that one.
19:37My old tutor, M.V. Standish.
19:41He once said to me,
19:42I shall never forget his words.
19:45Morris, he said,
19:47Morris,
19:49he's bloody forgotten.
19:51Get on with the Eurovision Song Contest.
19:54You're quite right, Albert.
19:56Right, man.
19:56No, no, no, no, no, you're a barnstable.
19:59You're still mad.
20:01Silence.
20:03Please.
20:04Now, as the headmaster explained
20:07at the beginning of his inaugural address,
20:09the number and quality of the entries
20:11for the old Fenian Song Competition
20:13have been most gratifying.
20:16Medio, Doris.
20:17Pardon?
20:19Merci bien.
20:19Now, Norman.
20:21Hold.
20:25Now, this handsome silver goblet
20:29will later...
20:32will later be inscribed
20:34with the name of the winning composer.
20:36Just about get his initials on it.
20:39He will also receive
20:40a small financial reward.
20:43Oh, that's all.
20:44Now, now, now, all the entries
20:46have been so good
20:47that I have decided
20:48that you shall hear them all.
20:50Yes, yes, I knew.
20:52You can't wait to hear them.
20:53Very well, then.
20:54Without more ado,
20:55I will call upon our own
20:57flying-fingered Miss Ewell
20:59to accompany the first composition.
21:05We have also trained
21:07a special choir for this occasion.
21:10Enter!
21:12Oh!
21:13Yes!
21:15Oh, that's sweet.
21:18Oh, simply ducky.
21:19Why are they all wearing frocks?
21:22Now, the first entry
21:24is a collaboration
21:25between Mr Smith
21:26and Mr Price.
21:28Come on, Pricey!
21:29Come on, Pricey!
21:31Remember, Pricey,
21:33over your dead body.
21:35Oh, you're welcome.
21:37Oh, you're welcome.
21:38Well, Kate, you're welcome.
21:39Bloody.
21:41Ready?
21:42Okay.
21:48Fing Street
21:49An alma mater
21:51A alma mater
21:53Fing Street
21:54A love water trip
21:56A love water trip
21:57A pure pill
21:59And all ingredients
22:00Ingredients
22:02A big life
22:03A mystery
22:05A mystery
22:06Fing Street
22:08War, war, war, war rubbish, war, war rubbish, war, war rubbish, war rubbish, war rubbish.
22:19Fan Street, Fan Street, Fan Street, Fan Street, Wasn't that splendid?
22:32No!
22:35Now, the next entry is a surprise item from our domestic Mozart, Mr. Norman Potter.
22:44It's Tom Jones! I hope he's busy drowning!
22:49I hardly think we need Potter's composition.
22:52Oh, really, really. Acid dropped. Remember that Fenstreet is a democracy above all else.
22:57Oh, very well, Morris. On your own head be it.
23:02Fellow Fenians, I would just like to give you now my little contribution.
23:07Thank you very much.
23:09The words of music are caused by myself, except for line three, which was written by my movie when she
23:13was making the apple crumble.
23:15Are you giving me a flout, please, monsieur? Thank you.
23:21When you enter Fenstreet,
23:26A person who did not
23:29Why not give it a go, then?
23:34And pull out your soul
23:37That's a good person
23:38Morris Cromwell
23:40Headmaster
23:42What a fantastic man
23:45What about our two?
23:52Yes!
23:53Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes
23:57We don't need none, do we?
24:00Right, one, two, three, four
24:03Life presents a gloomy picture
24:06Cromwell's balmy right round the twist
24:10Smith is snoring
24:12Price is boring
24:14Fought as blushed as you know what
24:17And adore his fancy sibling
24:21Who gives you tummies for the blue in love
24:25And adore his fancy sibling
24:29One day she's gonna call the blue in love
24:32Yes, yes, yes, yes
24:38So, if not, I
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