文本歌词

The Elephant Song - Ian Wallace
A elephant's life is tedious laborious and slow
I've been an elephant all me life
So I blooming well ought to know
He never forgets a name or face oh
He knows his way from place to place oh
Remembers to be dutiful
And when to push and when to pull
An when he's dead the dealer calls
And buys his tusks for billiard balls ooooh
And all because an elephant's got a perfect memory
That wasn't the life for me
So I'm suffering form amnesia
My mind's a perfect blank
Now life is very much easier
Amnesia's to thank
I'm being psychoanalysed
I lie on a divan
And flap me ears
And try to look a barmy as I can
I'm an Introverted Elephocentric Hypochondriac
And I'll stick in the Elephant's nursing home
Till I get me memory back
I'm suffering from Hysteria
I nearly split me sides
To watch the others get wearier
Of giving children rides
I've told my psychoanalyst
That I'm a sacred cow
I'd love to carry a Howdah
But I can't remember how
I'm an Introverted Elephocentric Hypochondriac
And I'll stick in the Elephant's nursing home
Till I get me memory back
I suffer from Schizophrenia
It comes on me in spells
Sometimes I'm King of Armenia
At others I'm Orson Welles
I tell them I'm Napoleon
And all that sort of bunk
They never guess that all the time
I'm laughing up me trunk
I'm an Introverted Elephocentric Hypochondriac
And I'll stick in the Elephants' nursing home
Till I get me memory back
Tra tiddle tumty tumty tra tiddletum
Practising me trumpet half the night
Tra tiddle tumty tumty tra tiddletum
And I'll stick in the Elephants' nursing home
Till I get me memory get me memory
Get me memory back