THE WOMBLES COLLECTION
Lyrics to CD 1
THE WOMBLING SONG
Underground, overground, wombling free,
The Wombles of Wimbledon Common are we.
Making good use of the things that we find,
Things that the everyday folks leave behind.
Uncle Bulgaria,
He can remember the days when he wasn't behind the times,
With his map of the world.
Pick up the papers and take them to Tobermory!
Wombles are organised, work as a team.
Wombles are tidy and Wombles are clean.
Underground, overground, wombling free,
The Wombles of Wimbledon Common are we!
People don't notice us, they never see,
Under their noses a Womble may be.
We womble by night and we womble by day,
Looking for litter to trundle away.
We're so incredibly, utterly devious
Making the most of everything.
Even bottles and tins.
Pick up the pieces and make them into something new,
Is what we do!
Underground, overground, wombling free,
The Wombles of Wimbledon Common are we.
Making good use of the things that we find,
Things that the everyday folks leave behind.
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REMEMBER YOURE A WOMBLE
When the sun doesn't shine and it's cloudy and grey,
And it's only the beginning of the wombling day,
And you've got to do the washing up for Madame Cholet.
Remember, remember, remember, remember
Remember, remember, remember (member, member, member)
REMEMBER YOU'RE A WOMBLE
(Remember you're a womble)
REMEMBER YOU'RE A WOMBLE
(Remember you're a womble)
REMEMBER YOU'RE A WOMBLE
(Remember you're a womble)
REMEMBER YOU'RE A WOMBLE
(Remember you're a womble)
REMEMBER, MEMBER, MEMBER WHAT A WOMBLE, WOMBLE WOMBLE YOU ARE.
When it's foggy on the common and you just can't see,
And I womble into you and you womble into me,
Just remember we're so lucky to be wombling free.
Remember, remember, remember, remember
Remember, remember, remember (member, member, member)
REMEMBER YOU'RE A WOMBLE
(Remember you're a womble)
REMEMBER YOU'RE A WOMBLE
(Remember you're a womble)
REMEMBER YOU'RE A WOMBLE
(Remember you're a womble)
REMEMBER YOU'RE A WOMBLE
(Remember you're a womble)
REMEMBER, MEMBER, MEMBER WHAT A WOMBLE, WOMBLE WOMBLE YOU ARE.
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WOMBLING WHITE TIE AND TAILS
I?e always had a thing about Fred Astaire,
Tapping like a telegraph and dancing on air:
They told me all you needed was a little bit of syncopation.
So let my imagination take me away,
Ginger Womble Rogers is Madame Cholet,
And with my cast of thousands Ill Womble across the screen!
So sing, sing, sing like a Womble,
Dance, dance, dance like a Womble
You're an entertainer from the head down
To your WOMBLING WHITE TIE AND TAILS.
So sing, sing, sing like a Womble,
Dance, dance, dance like a Womble
You're an entertainer from the head down
To your WOMBLING WHITE TIE AND TAILS.
From the Hollywood set the Broadway stage,
Everybody tells me that I'm good for my age:
I may be fat but I'm gonna be big some day.
They'll give me a star on my dressing room door,
My tapping technique will be hard to ignore,
Dance to the rhythm,
Dance to the rhythm:
So sing, sing, sing like a Womble,
Dance, dance, dance like a Womble
You're an entertainer from the head down
To your WOMBLING WHITE TIE AND TAILS.
So sing, sing, sing like a Womble,
Dance, dance, dance like a Womble
You're an entertainer from the head down
To your WOMBLING WHITE TIE AND TAILS.
Whoo, whoo, whoo,
The Hollywood Train's on time,
When you hear that whistle blowin'
Womble up and see me some time!
(instrumental)
So sing, sing, sing like a Womble,
Dance, dance, dance like a Womble
You're an entertainer from the head down
To your WOMBLING WHITE TIE AND TAILS.
So sing, sing, sing like a Womble,
Dance, dance, dance like a Womble
You're an entertainer from the head down
To your WOMBLING WHITE TIE AND TAILS.
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THE ORINOCO KID
When I got to Kansas City there were people in the road,
They knew the town was dirty
but they didn't think it showed.
I Wombled down the main street;
there was silence all around,
Nobody tried to stop me as I cleaned up the town.
I was bold, I was brave, I was fearless,
I was famous for the things that I did,
I was quick on the draw as I tidied up the floor
So they called me the ORINOCO KID.
Well they send someone to meet me,
name of Big John Womble-Wayne,
He threw his cigar on the ground
as he stepped down from the train.
I stood up on my tiptoes
and I look him in the chin,
I said Please pick that litter up ad put it in the bin!
I was bold, I was brave, I was fearless,
I was famous for the things that I did,
I was quick on the draw as I tidied up the floor
So they called me the ORINOCO KID.
The mountains rose around me for as far as I could see,
My Tidy Bag was full and I was really Wombling free,
I was riding down to Denver on the Colorado Sand,
And I knew I was the Wildest Woolly Womble in the land.
I was bold, I was brave, I was fearless,
I was famous for the things that I did,
I was quick on the draw as I tidied up the floor
So they called me the ORINOCO KID.
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TO WIMBLEDON WITH LOVE
I read a book two days ago which made me start to dream
That I was a secret agent for Her Majesty the Queen.
As I flew out of Paris into San Francisco Bay,
I kept my Golden Tidy Bag beside me all the way.
To Wimbledon With Love I'll fly to you. This is Secret Agent 00W.
I've got the information, now I'll be coming home
Meet me at the railway station, -
To Wimbledon With Love
I built my reputation by risking my life each day,
When the country was threatened by danger
I was never very far away.
Although I carried no weapon I was safer than you might think
With a false moustache and magnifying glass
and a bottle of invisible ink!
To Wimbledon With Love I'll fly to you.
This is Secret Agent 00W.
I've got the information, now I'll be coming home
Meet me at the railway station, -
To Wimbledon With Love
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WOMBLES ON PARADE
Drill
Can be a thrill,
If you've got the inclination
To conform to regulations you'll be there.
Cleaning kit
Can keep you fit,
It's a feeling of elation
To be moving in formation on the square.
Oh, they say that the discipline is good for the soul,
It's a thousand miles away from Rock and Roll.
The massed band is convening on the corner,
The music is waiting to be played,
Come on along get your feet moving,
The WOMBLES ARE ON PARADE.
The top brass are saluting to the colours,
The ladies are reclining in the shade,
Come on along, get your boots on,
The WOMBLES ARE ON PARADE!
Please
Stand at ease,
For nothing quite relaxes
Like the flutes and tenor saxes of the band:
The sound
Is all around,
And it's nonsense to suggest
That Alexander's was the best band in the land.
When you hear the euphonium you can't forget,
That it's just like dancing if you keep in step.
The massed band is convening on the corner,
The music is waiting to be played,
Come on along get your feet moving,
The WOMBLES ARE ON PARADE.
The top brass are saluting to the colours,
The ladies are reclining in the shade,
Come on along, get your boots on,
The WOMBLES ARE ON PARADE!
Oh, they say that the discipline is good for the soul,
It's a thousand miles away from Rock and Roll.
The massed band is convening on the corner,
The music is waiting to be played,
Come on along get your feet moving,
The WOMBLES ARE ON PARADE.
The top brass are saluting to the colours,
The ladies are reclining in the shade,
Come on along, get your boots on,
The WOMBLES ARE ON PARADE!
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DOWN AT THE BARBER SHOP (SINGING IN HARMONY)
Down at the Barber Shop
Wimbledon is jumping to the harmony razamataz.
Oh it may be a dream
On a Hollywood theme
But Im really getting into the jazz.
It's so appreciably, undeniably enjoyable when you're
Wombling to the real thing
Down at the Wimbledon Barber Shop
(Singing in Harmony).
Voices are flying
Through the cool summer atmosphere,
We're standing on the corner of the street,
Oh it's good to be vibrant
By the old fire hydrant
While the sun is providing the heat.
Sing high (sing low) it gives you the impression
that the whole darned world is in paradise,
When you Womble to the real thing
Down at the Wimbledon Barber Shop
(Singing in Harmony).
Down at the Barber Shop
Wimbledon is jumping to the harmony razamataz.
Oh it may be a dream
On a Hollywood theme
But Im really getting into the jazz.
It's so appreciably, undeniably enjoyable when you're
Wombling to the real thing
Down at the Wimbledon Barber Shop
(Singing in Harmony).
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THE EMPTY TIDY BAG BLUES
WOKE UP THIS MORNING, FEELING PRETTY GOOD,
I BOLTED DOWN MY BREAKFAST AND WENT OUT INTO THE WOODS.
I COULDNT SEE ANY PAPER, LYING AROUND THE PLACE,
BY 6 O'CLOCK THIS EVENING I WAS REALLY IN DISGRACE.
OH YEAH, IVE GOT THE EMPTY TIDY BAG BLUES
OH YEAH, IVE GOT THE EMPTY TIDY BAG BLUES
I'VE BEEN SLEEPING ON THE JOB AND I WISH I HAD A BETTER EXCUSE.
I WENT DOWN TO THE WINDMILL, AND FOUND MYSELF A SEAT,
JUST TO SHUT MY EYES AND TAKE THE WEIGHT FROM MY FEET.
I WASN'T LOOKING FORWARD, TO WORKING ALL THE DAY,
I HATE TO THINK WHAT GREAT UNCLE BULGARIA WILL SAY.
OH YEAH, IVE GOT THE EMPTY TIDY BAG BLUES
OH YEAH, IVE GOT THE EMPTY TIDY BAG BLUES.
IVE BEEN SLEEPING ON THE JOB AND I WISH I HAD A BETTER EXCUSE.
I WROTE MYSELF A LETTER, AND PUT IT IN THE POST,
IT SAID, "DEAR ORINOCO, YOU ARE LAZIER THAN MOST," I OPENED UP THE LETTER, I KNEW THAT IT WAS TRUE,
SO I WENT BACK TO SLEEP AGAIN, IT SEEMED THE THING TO DO.
OH YEAH, I'VE GOT THE EMPTY TIDY BAG BLUES
OH YEAH, I'VE GOT THE EMPTY TIDY BAG BLUES.
I'VE BEEN SLEEPING ON THE JOB AND I WISH I HAD A BETTER EXCUSE.
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WELLINGTON GOES TO WATERLOO
It was early one morning, the fish were jumping high,
The policemen were in their uniforms, there were aeroplanes in the sky.
Young Wellington raised his glasses to the sky of ever-so blue,
Saying, let's collect some engine numbers down at Waterloo.
A day off comes so seldom in a Womble's working year,
That they like to make the most of them whenever they appear.
So he put away his tidy bag and joined the breakfast queue,
Saying, soon I'll be in London Town, down at Waterloo.
Ooh, Ticket Collector, ticket collecting all day long,
If you let me look at the engines, I'll sing you a Wombling song.
So he wandered onto platform six, his notebook in his paw.
He cleaned his glasses with a rag he found upon the floor.
Just then a mighty pullman train came rattling into town,
So Wellington whipped his notebook out and got the number down.
Ooh, Ticket Collector, ticket collecting all day long,
If you let me look at the engines, I'll sing you a Wombling song.
The trains pulled in and out again, til Wellington? book filled up,
So he poured his thermos flask of tea into his plastic cup.
He assessed the situation as he sipped the steaming brew,
It's so nice collecting engine numbers down at Waterloo.
Ooh, Ticket Collector, ticket collecting all day long,
If you let me look at the engines, Ill sing you a Wombling Song.
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NASHVILLE WOMBLES
Kentucky may be famous for its rivers
And Boston may be famous for its tea,
But there's none quite as famous for that South Country Music
As the Wombles down in Nashville Tennessee.
And when banjo-picking Wombles start a-playing
Anyone would find it hard to disagree,
There's no sound in the World like the sound of the music
From the Wombles down in Nashville Tennessee.
Nashville Wombles play guitar real fine
They sit beside the trash cans all in a line.
Even when it's raining
And the sun don't shine,
Nashville Wombles play guitar real fine.
If you want to try your hand at country music
And you have no time for books and poetry,
Youll have yourself a fine
Finger-licking picking time
With the Wombles down in Nashville Tennessee.
Nashville Wombles play guitar real fine,
They sit beside the trash cans all in a line.
Even when it's raining
And the sun don't shine,
Nashville Wombles play guitar real fine.
If you ever get the chance to go to Nashville
Don't you throw away the opportunity,
Take your guitar in your car
And you might become a star
Like the Wombles down in Nashville Tennessee.
Nashville Wombles play guitar real fine
They sit beside the trash cans all in a line.
Even when it's raining
And the sun don't shine,
Nashville Wombles play guitar real fine.
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INVITATION TO THE PING-PONG BALL
In the Alleyways of Peking
and the streets of old Shanghai,
The restaurants do good business
and the Rickshaws rattle by,
The Oriental Wombles fill the Chinese litter bins
With nuts and bolts and boiling rice and old chop suey tins.
You're invited to a Ping-Pong Ball
In the Chinese Wombling Ping-Pong-Ball Hall.
You're invited to a Ping-Pong Ball
In the Chinese Wombling Ping-Pong-Ball Hall.
From the Yangtse Kyang Basin
to the Shantung Mountain Hills
They exercise their Oriental litter-picking skills.
There's an ancient Womble Proverb
which they wing to the Yellow Seas;
He who cleans the countryside deserves to be Chinese?
You're invited to a Ping-Pong Ball
In the Chinese Wombling Ping-Pong-Ball Hall.
You're invited to a Ping-Pong Ball
In the Chinese Wombling Ping-Pong-Ball Hall.
All the harbour lights are shining
and the band begins to play
The chopsticks hit the drums so hard
that you jump out of the way.
Chinatown is moving to the Koto and the flute,
And the sound of Shanghai Wombles
eating crunchy bamboo shoots.
You're invited to a Ping-Pong Ball
In the Chinese Wombling Ping-Pong-Ball Hall.
You're invited to a Ping-Pong Ball
In the Chinese Wombling Ping-Pong-Ball Hall.
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NON STOP WOMBLING SUMMER PARTY
Down in California where the Wombling days are long,
And the sun shines high in the afternoon and they sing the Wombling song,
Where they Womble on the beaches and the surfing Wombles play,
It's a Surfside Wombling City as they take the litter away.
Bah, bah, bah, bah
Let's go down to the Summer Party,
Non stop Wombling Summer Party
We're gonna have some fun so now's your chance.
Bah, bah, bah, bah
Let's go down to the Summer Party
Non stop Wombling Summer Party.
Come on down to the Summer Party and dance, dance, dance.
Doo wah, wah, wah
Dance Doo wah, wah, wah
The candy stalls are pretty, it's an All American Dream,
But the hardest job in the U.S.A. is to keep the beaches clean.
Well, Wombles may be furry, but they sure know how to sweep,
Just look at the Womble Lifeguard as he flexes his physique.
Bah, bah, bah, bah
Let's go down to the Summer Party,
Non stop Wombling Summer Party
We're gonna have some fun so now's your chance.
Bah, bah, bah, bah
Let's go down to the Summer Party
Non stop Wombling Summer Party.
Come on down to the Summer Party and dance, dance, dance.
Doo wah, wah, wah
Dance Doo wah, wah, wah
Dance
Bah bah, bah, bah
Keep on a Wombling,
Bah, bah, bah, bah,
Keep on a Wombling
Bah, bah, bah, bah
Keep on a Wombling,
Bah, bah, bah, bah
Keep on a Wombling,
Bah, bah, bah.
The blue refreshing waters cool the sleepy L.A. shores,
And you feel so free with Californian sand beneath your paws.
At night go down to the Womble Club, it's really worth the trip,
Just a half a mile or so along the Sunset Strip.
Bah, bah, bah, bah
Let's go down to the Summer Party,
Non stop Wombling Summer Party
We're gonna have some fun so now's your chance.
Bah, bah, bah, bah
Let's go down to the Summer Party
Non stop Wombling Summer Party.
Come on down to the Summer Party and dance, dance, dance.
Doo wah, wah, wah
Dance
Bah, bah, bah, bah
Let? go down to the Summer Party,
Non stop Wombling Summer Party
We?e gonna have some fun so now? your chance.
Bah, bah, bah, bah
Let? go down to the Summer Party
Non stop Wombling Summer Party.
Come on down to the Summer Party and dance, dance, dance.
Doo wah, wah, wah
Dance Doo wah, wah, wah
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UNDERGROUND OVERTURE
And I dreamed I was the conductor,
Down at Madison Square.
I stood in front of the orchestra
There were thousands of people there.
As the lights went down around me,
And I opened up the score,
The room was filled with the magical thrill
Of the Underground Overture.
Underground Overture,
The room was filled with the magical thrill
Of the Underground Overture.
Well there was no orchestra finer
Than the one I dreamed was mine.
And we changed from Major to Minor
All at the very same time.
As we came to the end of the coda,
They were calling out for more,
So I stood my ground
Second time around,
And gave them a brief encore.
Underground Overture,
I stood my ground
Second time around,
And gave them a brief encore.
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THE MYTHS AND LEGENDS OF KING MERTON WOMBLE AND HIS JOURNEY TO THE CENTRE OF THE EARTH
Before the days of radio and telephones and trains,
I wonder if ever knights in armour rode the Wimbledon Plains.
I wonder if ever a Womble King put down his tidy bag,
Extricated from a stone the sword, Excalliwag!
With coat-of-arms akimbo, astride his coal-black steed:
The Womble King of England had earnestly decreed:
"We all must make a journey to prove our knightly worth,
We're off to have a picnic at the Centre of the Earth!"
So the Womble Knights of England came riding through the glade.
In the trees the birds were singing as they made their bold crusade.
They were led by brave King Merton of noble Womble-birth,
When they rode from Wimbledon Common to the Centre of the Earth.
They came to the land of Putney where the ancient river runs,
A thousand armoured trash collectors glistening in the sun.
with standards flying to the wind they started their descent,
Deep into the mountainside, sweeping as they went.
So the Womble Knights of England came riding through the glade.
In the trees the birds were singing as they made their bold crusade.
They were led by brave King Merton of noble Womble-birth,
When they rode from Wimbledon Common to the Centre of the Earth.
And even though they journeyed on with grim determination,
It was 6 O'clock next morning when they reached their destination.
The King addressed his Knights at Arms:
"It looks as though we're here!So let's eat the sandwiches and drink the ginger beer!"
So the Womble Knights of England came riding through the glade.
In the trees the birds were singing as they made their bold crusade.
They were led by brave King Merton of noble Womble-birth,
When they rode from Wimbledon Common to the Centre of the Earth
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BANANA ROCK
Oh la, la, la, la, hey banana,
Don? you slip on the skin,
Oh la, la, la, la, hey banana,
Womble up the rubbish and put it in the bin!
We have the solution to the pollution,
I think it is easy to guess,
It is so amazing, instead of just lazing,
We certainly sweep up and clean the mess.
Oh la, la, la, la, hey banana,
Don? you slip on the skin,
Oh la, la, la, la, hey banana,
Womble up the rubbish and put it in the bin!
Bungo plays the guitar now, he thinks he's a star now,
He sings to the coconut tree.
Whenever we feel glum, we play the steel drum,
We certainly sing the night away.
Oh la, la, la, la, hey banana,
Don? you slip on the skin,
Oh la, la, la, la, hey banana,
Womble up the rubbish and put it in the bin!
Oh la, la, la, la, hey banana,
Don? you slip on the skin,
Oh la, la, la, la, hey banana,
Womble up the rubbish and put it in the bin!
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WOMBLE OF THE UNIVERSE
Well I took off from the Space Station
And I didn't know where I was bound,
I looked out the window at all of my friends,
They were waving from down on the ground.
Well Im really flying high now,
Im miles now from the ground,
And nobody's going to make me come down:
Im the Womble of the Universe
the stars are in my eyes
the Womble of the Universe
the Captain of the Skies, The Captain of the Skies.
I was travelling faster than lightning
Through the middle of the Milky Way,
I was eating the cucumber sandwiches
Given to me by Madame Cholet.
Well I'm really flying high now,
Im miles now from the ground,
And nobody's gonna to make me come down:
Im the Womble of the Universe
the stars are in my eyes
the Womble of the Universe
the Captain of the Skies, The Captain of the Skies
As I flew my clockwork rocket ship,
I listened in to the radio
And even though it was a clockwork rocket ship,
They were speaking to me from below.
"Are you never coming down now?" I heard everyone say,
"If you want to come down, you know it's O.K."
Im the Womble of the Universe
the stars are in my eyes
the Womble of the Universe
the Captain of the Skies, The Captain of the Skies.
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