The security song by Becky and joe Lyrics
And Listen.....
Hmmm, sounds like-
LISTEEEEEEEEEEN!
They're creepin' round' the corner.
Fidlin' with the doors.
Who is?
Hidin' in ya garden.
Sleepin' on the roof!
No!
Brandin' you a function room.
That's nice!
Stepin' on your toes.
Hey! (on your toes)
And now you need the toilet!
THEY'RE MESSING OUR TOWN!
Well, if I brought you a precious gem you wouldn't just keep it lyin' round.
Well, You'd put in a box and cover it with locks and bury it deep under the ground!
But we're looking for the mayor.
I would like a gem!
QUACK!
He wasn't in his house and he's nowhere to be found!
But you said you love your town! But, look at all the danger any old stranger could-
Walk right in, Pinch you on the leg! Look inside your lunchbox, Take out all your front teeth!
Look at this! What a silly message, not secure at all, some uninvited guest can sneak right in fiddle with your big bin, Ruin all your stuff!
But that belongs to us!
Well, you better lock it up!
Because we don't have enough!
Who's taken all our stuff!?
I think you need the toilet!
Wait, look, guys, footsteps leading up to the gate! Uh- Sorry, I know there's a song and everything, but isn't that the mayor.
Maybe we should just look outside here, get a search party going.
But I thought you loved your town, don't you want to stop it, from rotting down.
Yeah but- what about the mayor?
Yes, you do I'm sure!
They are definitely HIS footprints.
So then you would know.
Then we can make it better!
Well, I'm gonna go.
And we could get this place secure!
Alright, see ya.
Wow! You and your key friend really know what you're talking about when it comes to making Clayhill safe! Hah Ho!
Yeah! maybe you could be our new mayor!
What? Yes, Me! The Mayor!
I AM YOUR NEW MAYOR!
Hmmm, sounds like-
LISTEEEEEEEEEEN!
They're creepin' round' the corner.
Fidlin' with the doors.
Who is?
Hidin' in ya garden.
Sleepin' on the roof!
No!
Brandin' you a function room.
That's nice!
Stepin' on your toes.
Hey! (on your toes)
And now you need the toilet!
THEY'RE MESSING OUR TOWN!
Well, if I brought you a precious gem you wouldn't just keep it lyin' round.
Well, You'd put in a box and cover it with locks and bury it deep under the ground!
But we're looking for the mayor.
I would like a gem!
QUACK!
He wasn't in his house and he's nowhere to be found!
But you said you love your town! But, look at all the danger any old stranger could-
Walk right in, Pinch you on the leg! Look inside your lunchbox, Take out all your front teeth!
Look at this! What a silly message, not secure at all, some uninvited guest can sneak right in fiddle with your big bin, Ruin all your stuff!
But that belongs to us!
Well, you better lock it up!
Because we don't have enough!
Who's taken all our stuff!?
I think you need the toilet!
Wait, look, guys, footsteps leading up to the gate! Uh- Sorry, I know there's a song and everything, but isn't that the mayor.
Maybe we should just look outside here, get a search party going.
But I thought you loved your town, don't you want to stop it, from rotting down.
Yeah but- what about the mayor?
Yes, you do I'm sure!
They are definitely HIS footprints.
So then you would know.
Then we can make it better!
Well, I'm gonna go.
And we could get this place secure!
Alright, see ya.
Wow! You and your key friend really know what you're talking about when it comes to making Clayhill safe! Hah Ho!
Yeah! maybe you could be our new mayor!
What? Yes, Me! The Mayor!
I AM YOUR NEW MAYOR!