I’m looking for the song Run rabbit run to download, so I can burn a cd for my mum. I’m talking about the war song. Not Rob Zombies or Eminems, but Flannagan and Allens, or the guy who wrote its version.
Ta very much.
well you can call me warsong500 just for one night… its on its way to you soon
A guy with a Taiwanese wife should be looking for these George Formby classics:
Mr Wu’s A Window Cleaner Now
[quote]Mr. Wu no longer has a laundry. Sad to say the business was flop.
He shouted ‘what a hope’ as he chewed a bar of soap
And then put up the shutters of the shop.
Said Mr. Wu, “What shall I do?” and Mr. Wu’s a window cleaner now.
The laundry, it didn’t pay.
Now there’s no clean collars down Limehouse Way.
When he goes out working, interest he arouses
Polishing the windows with worn-out ladies blouses.
He wears a pair of Cami nicks to save his Sunday trousers
‘Cos Mr. Wu’s a window cleaner now.
Now little Chinese wifie each day is getting madder,
Tearing her silk stockings, her husband makes her sadder.
All day long he wants to keep on running up the ladder
'Cos Mr. Wu’s a window cleaner now.
He had his eyesight tested, a most important matter.
Through a bathroom window, a lady he peeps at her
His eyesight’s getting better but his nose is getting flatter
'Cos Mr. Wu’s a window cleaner now.
Said Mr.Wu “What Shall I do?” And Mr Wu’s a window cleaner now.
The laundry it didn’t pay. Now there’s no clean collars down Limehouse Way.
Customers he’s washed for now are in bad humours.
They feel quite neglected and I’ve heard the rumours.
Lots of girls on winter nights go out without their garters.
'Cos Mr. Wu’s a window cleaner now.[/quote]
Mr Wu’s An Air Raid Warden Now
[quote]There’s a Chinese laundry man, the famous Mr. Wu
He’s chucked his limehouse laundry shop and his window cleaning, too
He’s got another job, and it’s one of the best
Now he’s doing his bit for England like the rest.
And Mr. Wu is now an air raid warden, and don’t he look cute in his new siren suit…
He goes round every night to make the black-out sure
So if you’ve got a chink in your window, you’ll have another one at your door
His headquarters, it’s plain, are down by lover’s lane
And he goes there every evening anyhow
He’ll flash his torch into the dark
And the girls all cover their laundry mark
'Cause Mr. Wu 's an Air Raid Warden now
One night while on his beat, a couple he did meet
They were cuddling in the shelter anyhow.
He said “The all clear’s gone, you see” and the chap said “Boy you’re telling me!”
'Cause Mr. Wu’s an Air Raid Warden Now.
His cousin one way in, one day was helping him
To move a time-bomb from their shop, I vow,
But it went off bang and there’s no doubt, one way in flew one way out
And Mr. Wu’s no Air Raid Warden now.
Oh Mr. Wu is now an Air Raid Warden, and don’t he look cute in his new siren suit.
He goes round every night to make the black-out sure
So if you’ve got a chink in your window, you’ll have another one at your door.
A fire-bomb dropped one day, so close to him they say
That he deserves a medal they all vow
But perhaps what you don’t understand, he put the fire out but he didn’t use sand
'Cause Mr. Wu’s an Air Raid Warden Now.[/quote]
Mr Wu’s In The Air Force
[quote]There’s great excitement Limehouse way, Mr. Wu has gone they say.
Packing his laundry bag he said “Bye ye”.
To the R.A.F. he went with glee, he said “Please you take-ee me”.
Now he’s flying way up in the sky.
He’s in the Air Force is Mr. Wu, he’s a rootin’ tootin’ shootin’ pilot too.
His Coat of Arms are painted rather tricky,
It’s two stiff collars and a shirt that’s got no elbow.
He looks O.K. in his uniform as you have guessed.
He chases women all day long and gives 'em no rest,
But his wife says as a night fighter he’s one of the best.
He’s in the Air Force now is Mr. Wu.
His Limehouse business now is closed, that had to lapse,
But still his laundry training, is handy, perhaps.
He used to stiffen collars, now he’s stiff’ning the Japs.
He’s in the Air Force now is Mr. Wu.
Our language so confuses him, he gets in a mix
When ordered on parade one day, gosh what a fix.
Instead of wearing camouflage he wore cami-knicks,
'Cause he’s in the Air Force now is Mr. Wu.
He’s in the Air Force is Mr. Wu, he’s a rootin’ tootin’ shootin’ pilot too.
His Coat of Arms is painted rather tricky,
It’s two stiff collars and a shirt that’s got no elbow.
He goes out with his lady friend, Sally May Wong.
They love to talk of aeroplanes, now don’t get me wrong,
He’s so keen on his work he takes his blueprints along.
'Cause he’s in the Air Force now is Mr. Wu.[/quote]
Chinese Laundry Blues
[quote]Now Mr. Wu was a laundry man in a shop with an old green door.
He’ll iron all day your linen away, he really makes me sore.
He’s lost his heart to a Chinese girl and his laundry’s all gone wrong.
All day he’ll flirt and scorch your shirt, that’s why I’m singing this song.
Oh Mr. Wu, what shall I do, I’m feeling kind of Limehouse Chinese Laundry Blues.
This funny feeling keeps round me stealing
Oh wont you throw your sweetheart over do.
My vest’s so short that it won’t fit my little brother.
And my new Sunday shirt has got a perforated rudder.
Mr. Wu, what shall I
I’m feeling kind of Limehouse Chinese Laundry Blues.
Now Mr. Nu, he’s got a naughty eye that flickers.
You ought to see it wobble when he’s ironing ladies blouses.
Mr. Wu, what shall I do, I’m feeling kind of Limehouse Chinese Laundry Blues.
Now Mr. Wu, he’s got a laundry kind of tricky,
He’ll starch my shirts and collars but he’ll never touch my waistcoat…
Mr. Wu, what shall I do, I’m feeling kind of Limehouse Chinese Laundry Blues.[/quote]
or you could try WHSmith
Dear god, English people in the 40’s. Too much bully beef and powdered egg.