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Sometimes I Wonder is a Song in The Pebble And The Penguin sung by Hubie and then by Marina.


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<poem> Hubie: Sometimes I wonder what the colors mean Why the sea is green like your eyes I'm sorry... Marina: Go on, Hubie: Sometimes I wonder why the moon is new Where the stars are shooting to When they're shooting through the skies There's wondrous things that I would like to know Like how they make the winds and turn the tides And then I wonder why I wonder so, While other guys are busy choosing brides, Oh, where was I... Marina: Choosing...brides!

Hubie: Sometimes I wonder if there'll ever be, Someone right for me, Someone who may wonder too, Who is wonderful, Like y-y-y-y... I don't know Like y-y-y... You must be bored to tears with all this wacky nonsense Marina: Oh, no! I don't think it's nonsense at all,

Even if you are a bit wacky

Sometimes I close my eyes
And say a prayer
That finally today will be the day
I watch the far horizon
No-one's there
But somewhere you are safe and on your way

Oh, Hubie..

Sometimes I wonder if you're still alive
How could you survive
Such a dangerous world out there?
Beware my love
Take care, my love
Take care
All:

A gentleman’s got a walking stick.

A seaman’s got a gaff.

And the merry men of Robin Hood

They used a quarterstaff.

On the Spanish plains inside their canes

They hide their ruddy swords.

But we make do with an old bamboo

And everyone applauds!

1 – 2 – 3 – 4 – 5 – 6 – 7 – Hey!

Me ol’ bamboo, me ol’ bamboo

You’d better never bother with me ol’ bamboo.

You can have me hat or me bum-ber-shoo

But you’d better never bother with me ol’ bamboo.

Chorus:

When punting on the beautiful Thames

Caractacus:

You use a sturdy pole.

Chorus:

To protect their fair complexion

Caractacus:

Ladies use a parasol.

Chorus:

It’s useful in the underbrush

Caractacus:

To have a hefty spear.

Chorus:

Right!

All:

But what we do with an old bamboo

Makes everybody cheer!

1 – 2 – 3 – HO!

Me ol’ bamboo, me ol’ bamboo

You’d better never bother with me ol’ bamboo

You can have me hat or me bum-ber-shoo

But you’d better never bother with me ol’ bamboo

‘Ave a go, mate . . .

Caractacus:

A flyer in an air-e-o-plane

Chorus:

He steers it with a stick

Caractacus:

He does?

Caractacus:

A collier in the pits o’ Wales

Chorus:

He leans upon his pick

Caractacus:

That’s right!

All:

Now every wheel of an automobile

Revolves around a shaft (HEY!)

But what we do with an old bamboo

Makes every one go daft.

And 1 – 2

Me ol’ bamboo, me ol’ bamboo

You’d better never bother with me ol’ bamboo.

You can have me hat or me bum-ber-shoo

But you’d better never bother with me ol’ bamboo.

(Dance break)

1 – 2 – 3 – 4 – 5 – 6 – 7 – HEY!

And a 1 – 2 – 3 – 4 – and a 5 and a 6 and a 7 HO!

Me ol’ bamboo, me ol’ bamboo

You’d better never bother with me ol’ bamboo.

You can have me hat or me bum-ber-shoo

But you’d better never bother with me ol’ bamboo.

You’d better never bother with me ol’ bamboo!
Baron Bomburst:

You're my little Chu-chi face

My coo-chi, coo-chi, woo-chi little Chu-chi face

Every time I look at you I sigh


And you're my little teddy bear

My lovey-lovey-dovey little teddy bear

You're the apple strudel of mein eye


Your Chu-chi, woo-chi nose

Your Chu-chi, woo-chi eyes

They set my heart a-flutter


Baroness:

Your ooo-chi, coo-chi ways

Your ooo-chi, coo-chi gaze

Wilts me down like melting ze butter


Baron Bomburst:

You're my little Chu-chi face


Baroness:

And you're my little teddy bear


Both:

Together we're a Chu-chi, woo-chi, ooo-chi, coo-chi pair


Baron:

Whatever you may ask

Becomes my happy task

I only live to serve you


Baroness:

I never vill divine

What magic made you mine

I only know I don't deserve you


Baron Bomburst:

You're my little Chu-chi face


Baroness:

And you're my little teddy bear


Both:

Together we're a Chu-chi, woo-chi, ooo-chi, coo-chi-


Baron Bomburst:

Chu-chi


Baroness:

Woo-chi


Baron Bomburst:

Ooo-chi


Baroness:

Coo-chi


Both:

Chu-chi, woo-chi, ooo-chi, coo-chi pair
Chorus: Come one, come all

Leave your looms and milking stools,

Coop the hens and pen the mules

Come one, come all

Close the churches and the schools

It's the day for breaking rules

Come and join the Feast of...


Clopin: ...Fools!


Once a year, we throw a party here in town

Once a year, we turn all Paris upside down

Every man's a king and every king's a clown

Once again it's Topsy Turvy Day


It's the day the devil in us gets released (Good is bad and best is worst and west is east)

It's the day we mock the prig and shock the priest (On the day we think the most of those with least)

Everything is topsy turvy

At the Feast of Fools


Chorus: Topsy Turvy


Clopin: Everything is upsy-daisy


Chorus: Topsy Turvy


Clopin: Everyone is acting crazy


Dross is gold and weeds are a bouquet

That's the way on Topsy Turvy Day


(instrumental break)


Chorus: Topsy Turvy


Clopin: Beat the drums and blow the trumpets


Chorus: Topsy Turvy


Clopin and Chorus: Join the bums and thieves and strumpets

Streaming in from Chartres to Calais


Clopin: Scurvy knaves are extra scurvy

On the sixth of "Januervy"


Clopin and Chorus: All because it's Topsy Turvy Day


Clopin: Come one, come all

Hurry, hurry; here's your chance

See the mystery and romance

Come one, come all

See the finest girl in France

Make an entrance to entrance

Dance la Esmeralda...

Dance!


(instrumental)


Here it is, the moment you've been waiting for

Here it is, you know exactly what's in store

Now's the time we laugh until our sides get sore

Now's the time we crown the King of Fools!


(spoken) Do you all remember last year's king?


So make a face that's horrible and frightening

Make a face as gruesome as a gargoyle's wing


Hugo: (spoken) Hey!


Clopin: For the face that's ugliest will be the King of Fools. Why?


Chorus: Topsy Turvy


Clopin: Ugly folks, forget your shyness


Chorus: Topsy Turvy


Clopin: You could soon be called "Your Highness"


Chorus: Put your foulest features on display


Clopin and Chorus: Be the king of Topsy Turvy Day


(instrumental)


Clopin: Ev-er-y-bo-dy!


Chorus: Once a year, we throw a party here in town


Clopin: Hail to the king!


Chorus: Once a year, we turn all Paris upside down


Clopin: Ha ha! Oh, what a king


Chorus: Once a year, the ugliest will wear a crown


Clopin: Girls, give a kiss


Chorus: Once a year on Topsy Turvy Day


Clopin: We've never had a king like this


Clopin and Chorus: And it's the day we do the things that we deplore

On the other three hundred and sixty-four


Once a year, we love to drop in

Where the beer is never stopping

For the chance to pop some popinjay

And pick a king who'll put the top in Topsy Turvy Day!

Clopin: (Topsy Turvy mad and crazy upsy-daisy Topsy Turvy Day!)

Videos[]


The Pebble and the Penguin
Media: The Pebble and the Penguin | Soundtack

Characters: Hubie | Marina | Rocko | Drake | Petra, Timmy, and Beany | Gwynne | Priscilla | Pola | King | Scrawny | Royal | The Chinstraps | The Magellanics | Leopard Seal | Sailors | Orcas

Songs: Now and Forever | Sometimes I Wonder | The Good Ship Misery | Don't Make Me Laugh | Looks Like I Got Me a Friend

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