[00:00.000] 作曲 : Tony Carbone
[00:00.000]Company shun! Shoulder High!
[00:07.815]By the right, number!
[00:10.369]One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
[00:13.452]Nine, ten, eleven, tweleve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen
[00:15.993]Sixteen, fifteen, fourteen, thirteen, twelve, eleven, ten, nine
[00:18.497]Eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one
[00:20.988]One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
[00:23.542]Nine, ten, eleven, tweleve, thirteen, fourteen
[00:26.123]You've got to rock and roll in a roll call way
[00:29.451]You've got to march with a Marilyn Monroe sway
[00:31.962]You've got to rock and roll with your old kit bag
[00:34.424]But you musn't ever mention her name in the mess
[00:36.906]And if you want to know the t**le of this number
[00:39.429]It is a Major Dennis Bloodnok Rock'n'Roll Call rhumba
[00:42.162]Left, left, left, right left
[00:44.730]Quick, slow, quick, quick, slow
[00:47.196]In, out, in, in, out
[00:49.800]Pick up your gun, shove a bullet up the spout
[00:52.306]It's the dance they do from Madras to Pango-Pango
[00:54.907]It is a Major Dennis Bloodnok Rock'n'Roll Call Tango
[00:58.255]Coy, dum diddle, blow de how
[01:02.510]Bombay didde bowl of char
[01:05.300]Um diddle
[01:07.247]Stop! Stop! Stop that sinful naughty record-type music
[01:12.388]Stop it I say! Oh! Stop it you fool. Stop it!
[01:14.350]Oh! Foddle me puckies and cril me topie
[01:17.891]Why do my beady old eyes deceive me, or is it?
[01:21.166]No, no -- it can't be. But yes! It is!
[01:24.345]It's me old child hood sweetheart Spotty Minnie Bannister--
[01:28.136]The darling of Roper's Light Horse
[01:31.529]Bless my soul, what are you doing here?
[01:34.918]Nothing catching I hope
[01:36.746]I just came to put my bag full of money in the bank
[01:39.245]Money! Money! Oh!!! Neddie, take Miss Bannister
[01:43.437]In a steaming love dance while I check her properties
[01:47.034]One, two, three, four.
[01:49.325]Gents to the left, ladies to the right.
[01:52.050]All join hands -- panic.
[01:54.151]Bravado, bravado. What a voice! (What a bank balance!)
[02:17.204]I beg you, you gorgeous wanton.
[02:19.527]Give me some small token of your love and I will sing you a known miltary melody
[02:24.955]Music, maestro Plonk.
[02:28.098]You've got to rock'n'roll in a monetary manner
[02:32.830]If you want to earn a necessary tanner
[02:35.193]Take your pick while the picking's good
[02:37.763]If you don't pick right, things will never get better
[02:40.171]When I hear the c**** of money that is good news
[02:42.743]It drives away the Bloodnok Rock'n'Roll call blues
[02:45.348]So let there be
[02:50.924]Always some cash for me
[02:56.170]That will be mine, all mine!

作曲 : Tony Carbone
Company shun! Shoulder High!
By the right, number!
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
Nine, ten, eleven, tweleve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen
Sixteen, fifteen, fourteen, thirteen, twelve, eleven, ten, nine
Eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
Nine, ten, eleven, tweleve, thirteen, fourteen
You've got to rock and roll in a roll call way
You've got to march with a Marilyn Monroe sway
You've got to rock and roll with your old kit bag
But you musn't ever mention her name in the mess
And if you want to know the t**le of this number
It is a Major Dennis Bloodnok Rock'n'Roll Call rhumba
Left, left, left, right left
Quick, slow, quick, quick, slow
In, out, in, in, out
Pick up your gun, shove a bullet up the spout
It's the dance they do from Madras to Pango-Pango
It is a Major Dennis Bloodnok Rock'n'Roll Call Tango
Coy, dum diddle, blow de how
Bombay didde bowl of char
Um diddle
Stop! Stop! Stop that sinful naughty record-type music
Stop it I say! Oh! Stop it you fool. Stop it!
Oh! Foddle me puckies and cril me topie
Why do my beady old eyes deceive me, or is it?
No, no -- it can't be. But yes! It is!
It's me old child hood sweetheart Spotty Minnie Bannister--
The darling of Roper's Light Horse
Bless my soul, what are you doing here?
Nothing catching I hope
I just came to put my bag full of money in the bank
Money! Money! Oh!!! Neddie, take Miss Bannister
In a steaming love dance while I check her properties
One, two, three, four.
Gents to the left, ladies to the right.
All join hands -- panic.
Bravado, bravado. What a voice! (What a bank balance!)
I beg you, you gorgeous wanton.
Give me some small token of your love and I will sing you a known miltary melody
Music, maestro Plonk.
You've got to rock'n'roll in a monetary manner
If you want to earn a necessary tanner
Take your pick while the picking's good
If you don't pick right, things will never get better
When I hear the c**** of money that is good news
It drives away the Bloodnok Rock'n'Roll call blues
So let there be
Always some cash for me
That will be mine, all mine!