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Recorded by: Lazy Bums
Music by: Zohar Laskov
Lyrics by: Zohar Laskov
Language: English
Placing: 8th (73 points)
Other versions: Hebrew

Lazy bums

After you
No, after you, Sir
 
Each morning I roll out of bed around about eleven
I need a bit of sunshine in to see the light of day
I open up the shutters, but still can't see the sunshine
Because a row of buildings is stuck there in my way
 
I make a cup of coffee and strech on the veranda
The birds come flying down to keep me company
They watch me as I lie about and grab a bit of something
And when I light my cigarette, they sing along with me
 
Hoopa hoole hoole hoole... hoopa hoopa hoole hoole...
Hoopa hoole hoole hoopa pa...
Hoopa hoole hoole... hoopa hoopa hoole hoole...
Hoopa hoole hoole hoopa pa...
 
Before you know – it's noon, it's time to do the shopping
I send the dog to bring the stuff 'cause I'm not in the mood
Nothing left for us to eat, I have to make some lunch now
'Cause while I lay about before, the birds ate all our food
 
Then suddenly, I hear a ring – there must be someone knocking
My neighbour wants to know if she can join in the fun
She's ever so polite – she hopes she's not disturbing
She's here to come along to help me sing my song
 
Hoopa hoole hoole hoole... hoopa hoopa hoole hoole...
Hoopa hoole hoole hoopa pa...
Hoopa hoole hoole... hoopa hoopa hoole hoole...
Hoopa hoole hoole hoopa pa...
 
But now it's time to air the dog, the park is where we're going
Although we're lazy bums, we really should go out
The birds are there, I find a bench and stretch out very slowly
'Cause when you think of life, you have to lie about
 
I think about a life of perfect relaxation
The only kind of standard I really like to keep
I sail on troubled water, and care for almost nothing
But thinking is so tiring, it makes me fall asleep
 
Hoopa...
Hoopa hole... hole hoopa...
Hole hoopa...
 
Finally, the night has come, the moon is shining brightly
I need a bit of moonshine to help me end the day
I open up the shutters, but still can't see the moonshine
Because a row of buildings is stuck there in my way
 
Hoopa hoole hoole hoole... hoopa hoopa hoole hoole...
Hoopa hoole hoole hoopa pa...
Hoopa hoole hoole... hoopa hoopa hoole hoole...
Hoopa hoole hoole hoopa pa...
 
Hoopa hoole hoole hoole... hoopa hoopa hoole hoole...
Hoopa hoole hoole hoopa pa...
Hoopa hoole hoole... hoopa hoopa hoole hoole...
Hoopa hoole hoole hoopa pa...
 
Hoopa hoole... hole hoopa...
We're the bums
Hole hoopa...