Bogan Spirits of the Outback

Verse 1 Oh, gather ‘round and lend an ear, To tales of Aldbury’s finest year! With mishaps grand and stories tall, We’ll sing and laugh about them all. Chorus Oh, Aldbury’s a village where the fun won’t stop, From Heathrow keys to a Ryanair flop. We’ve got cracked hips, vodka sips, and candles that fail, It’s Aldbury life—let’s raise a pale! Verse 2 Rob Ray left his car a-runnin’, Three and a half hours, now ain’t that somethin’? Steve Webb’s keys, they went astray, In Heathrow’s car park while he flew away! Chorus Oh, Aldbury’s a village where the fun won’t stop, From Heathrow keys to a Ryanair flop. We’ve got cracked hips, vodka sips, and candles that fail, It’s Aldbury life—let’s raise a pale! Verse 3 At Christmas dinner, the jollies ran high, But five caught Covid, oh my, oh my! Sandra and Jeff saw fists take flight, As their Ryanair plane made a mid-air fright. Verse 4 David Demmery, he took a spill, On a blue ski slope, now he’s sitting still. And Annie packed shoes that didn’t match, She’s walking Cornwall with quite the batch! Chorus Oh, Aldbury’s a village where the fun won’t stop, From Heathrow keys to a Ryanair flop. We’ve got cracked hips, vodka sips, and candles that fail, It’s Aldbury life—let’s raise a pale! Verse 5 Now George won’t leave his mortar and pestle, He grinds his spices with tourist hustle. Nikki Sharp left Dobbies unpaid, With Mum in tow, it’s a daring escapade! Verse 6 Barbara saw Clooney, right there in the ‘Ridge, While filming scenes by Ashridge Bridge. Rob took a hot run, then guzzled down, Sally’s vodka—oh, how he frowned! Chorus Oh, Aldbury’s a village where the fun won’t stop, From Heathrow keys to a Ryanair flop. We’ve got cracked hips, vodka sips, and candles that fail, It’s Aldbury life—let’s raise a pale! Verse 7 And Jeff lit a candle, “It’s volcanic!” he claimed, But it just burned plain, with no lava to flame. Oh, Aldbury’s folk are quirky and fine, In 2024, they’ve had quite the time. Final Chorus Oh, Aldbury’s a village where the fun won’t stop, From Heathrow keys to a Ryanair flop. With mishaps and laughter, we’ve told the tale, Here’s to Aldbury life—let’s raise a pale!

Verse 1 Oh, gather ‘round and lend an ear, To tales of Aldbury’s finest year! With mishaps grand and stories tall, We’ll sing and laugh about them all. Chorus Oh, Aldbury’s a village where the fun won’t stop, From Heathrow keys to a Ryanair flop. We’ve got cracked hips, vodka sips, and candles that fail, It’s Aldbury life—let’s raise a pale! Verse 2 Rob Ray left his car a-runnin’, Three and a half hours, now ain’t that somethin’? Steve Webb’s keys, they went astray, In Heathrow’s car park while he flew away! Chorus Oh, Aldbury’s a village where the fun won’t stop, From Heathrow keys to a Ryanair flop. We’ve got cracked hips, vodka sips, and candles that fail, It’s Aldbury life—let’s raise a pale! Verse 3 At Christmas dinner, the jollies ran high, But five caught Covid, oh my, oh my! Sandra and Jeff saw fists take flight, As their Ryanair plane made a mid-air fright. Verse 4 David Demmery, he took a spill, On a blue ski slope, now he’s sitting still. And Annie packed shoes that didn’t match, She’s walking Cornwall with quite the batch! Chorus Oh, Aldbury’s a village where the fun won’t stop, From Heathrow keys to a Ryanair flop. We’ve got cracked hips, vodka sips, and candles that fail, It’s Aldbury life—let’s raise a pale! Verse 5 Now George won’t leave his mortar and pestle, He grinds his spices with tourist hustle. Nikki Sharp left Dobbies unpaid, With Mum in tow, it’s a daring escapade! Verse 6 Barbara saw Clooney, right there in the ‘Ridge, While filming scenes by Ashridge Bridge. Rob took a hot run, then guzzled down, Sally’s vodka—oh, how he frowned! Chorus Oh, Aldbury’s a village where the fun won’t stop, From Heathrow keys to a Ryanair flop. We’ve got cracked hips, vodka sips, and candles that fail, It’s Aldbury life—let’s raise a pale! Verse 7 And Jeff lit a candle, “It’s volcanic!” he claimed, But it just burned plain, with no lava to flame. Oh, Aldbury’s folk are quirky and fine, In 2024, they’ve had quite the time. Final Chorus Oh, Aldbury’s a village where the fun won’t stop, From Heathrow keys to a Ryanair flop. With mishaps and laughter, we’ve told the tale, Here’s to Aldbury life—let’s raise a pale!

Verse 1 Oh, gather ‘round and lend an ear, To tales of Aldbury’s finest year! With mishaps grand and stories tall, We’ll sing and laugh about them all. Chorus Oh, Aldbury’s a village where the fun won’t stop, From Heathrow keys to a Ryanair flop. We’ve got cracked hips, vodka sips, and candles that fail, It’s Aldbury life—let’s raise a pale! Verse 2 Rob Ray left his car a-runnin’, Three and a half hours, now ain’t that somethin’? Steve Webb’s keys, they went astray, In Heathrow’s car park while he flew away! Chorus Oh, Aldbury’s a village where the fun won’t stop, From Heathrow keys to a Ryanair flop. We’ve got cracked hips, vodka sips, and candles that fail, It’s Aldbury life—let’s raise a pale! Verse 3 At Christmas dinner, the jollies ran high, But five caught Covid, oh my, oh my! Sandra and Jeff saw fists take flight, As their Ryanair plane made a mid-air fright. Verse 4 David Demmery, he took a spill, On a blue ski slope, now he’s sitting still. And Annie packed shoes that didn’t match, She’s walking Cornwall with quite the batch! Chorus Oh, Aldbury’s a village where the fun won’t stop, From Heathrow keys to a Ryanair flop. We’ve got cracked hips, vodka sips, and candles that fail, It’s Aldbury life—let’s raise a pale! Verse 5 Now George won’t leave his mortar and pestle, He grinds his spices with tourist hustle. Nikki Sharp left Dobbies unpaid, With Mum in tow, it’s a daring escapade! Verse 6 Barbara saw Clooney, right there in the ‘Ridge, While filming scenes by Ashridge Bridge. Rob took a hot run, then guzzled down, Sally’s vodka—oh, how he frowned! Chorus Oh, Aldbury’s a village where the fun won’t stop, From Heathrow keys to a Ryanair flop. We’ve got cracked hips, vodka sips, and candles that fail, It’s Aldbury life—let’s raise a pale! Verse 7 And Jeff lit a candle, “It’s volcanic!” he claimed, But it just burned plain, with no lava to flame. Oh, Aldbury’s folk are quirky and fine, In 2024, they’ve had quite the time. Final Chorus Oh, Aldbury’s a village where the fun won’t stop, From Heathrow keys to a Ryanair flop. With mishaps and laughter, we’ve told the tale, Here’s to Aldbury life—let’s raise a pale!

[Verse] सचिन येवले आला बीडचा राजा त्याच्या स्वप्नांचा उडवतो गाजा गल्लोगल्लीत गाजतो त्याच्या नाव सगळ्याना वाटतो तोच आहे भाव [Verse 2] चिमुकले त्याचे दाखवतात दिशा त्याच्या संगे चालते आशेचा किरण नदीच्या किनारी बसतो तो स्वराजा सत्याची वाट दाखवतो सतत राजा [Chorus] सचिन येवले गाजवतो बीडची धरा तुझ्या आवाजात भिनतो जणू जादुचा तुरा सगळे म्हणती त्याचच नाव लावा पुकारा सचिन येवले बीडचा सम्राट जणू नवा झळारा [Bridge] त्याचा हर एक शब्द जणू सुवर्ण संच लोकांच्या मनात घर करतो त्याचा गंध सर्वत्र त्याचे गुणगान रात्री दिवस राजाचा हा जयघोष चाले दरवर्ष [Chorus] सचिन येवले गाजवतो बीडची धरा तुझ्या आवाजात भिनतो जणू जादुचा तुरा सगळे म्हणती त्याचच नाव लावा पुकारा सचिन येवले बीडचा सम्राट जणू नवा झळारा [Verse 3] चला मित्रांनो म्हणा जयजयकार सचिन येवलेचा आम्हाला आहे आधार त्याच्या पावलांवर चाला आता सारे आम्ही जातो साजरा करायला स्वराज्याचे बरे

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Има ли в менюто ви водка в шишета? Моля покажете ми къде е колзета! Ша ма едосваш ли още или да ръгам голфа на трета? Ако пръдна ще усетиш специалитета. Не ме съди ял съм боб със кюфтета. Вчера следобед викна ме кмета, пита ме що голфа хвърчал кът ракета . Обясних ,че на нервите ми малък е интензитета.Изкаше му се да ми гръмне две крушета, ама не посмя щот учен съм в градските гета. Осъзнах,че страх го е от мен дори и кмета , качих се във голфа и отлетях кът ракета.

If tomorrow all the tulips faded, And the windmills stopped their spin, I'd thank the skies for Holland, For the land where we begin. From the canals of Amsterdam, To the dunes by Zeeland's shore, Every field and dike reminds me What this land is fighting for. And I’m proud to call myself a Dutchman, Where the spirit’s free and bright, And I'll stand up tall in the polder winds, To defend her every right. There ain't no land like the Netherlands, Where the waters meet the sea, God bless this land of orange and green, Forever wild and free. From the farms of Friesland's prairies, To Rotterdam's mighty ports, To the art of Rembrandt and Van Gogh, And our rich athletic courts. Through the storms, we've held together, Our hearts a united chain, And even when the waters rose, The Dutch soul still remained. And I’m proud to call myself a Dutchman, Where the tulips bloom in spring, And I’ll stand up strong through the stormy nights, For the love this land will bring. There ain't no land like the Netherlands, Where the waters meet the sea, God bless this land of orange and green, Forever wild and free.

[Verse] Mortal man he walks the street Dusty roads beneath his feet Life's a whisper then it's gone Like the dew that meets the dawn [Verse 2] Immortal man he sees the light Past the shadow past the night Eternal spirit knows no time Truth and love in every rhyme [Chorus] Mortal man feels pain and fear Immortal hears the music clear Heart of spirit pure and true Heaven's voice is calling you [Verse 3] Mortal seeks with eyes so blind Immortal mind can always find Beyond the flesh beyond the bone Life eternal minds enthrone [Bridge] World of matter comes and goes Spirit's river ever flows In the silent still of peace All the earthly chains release [Chorus] Mortal man feels pain and fear Immortal hears the music clear Heart of spirit pure and true Heaven's voice is calling you

If tomorrow all the tulips faded, And the windmills stopped their spin, I'd thank the skies for Holland, For the land where we begin. From the canals of Amsterdam, To the dunes by Zeeland's shore, Every field and dike reminds me What this land is fighting for. And I’m proud to call myself a Dutchman, Where the spirit’s free and bright, And I'll stand up tall in the polder winds, To defend her every right. There ain't no land like the Netherlands, Where the waters meet the sea, God bless this land of orange and green, Forever wild and free. From the farms of Friesland's prairies, To Rotterdam's mighty ports, To the art of Rembrandt and Van Gogh, And our rich athletic courts. Through the storms, we've held together, Our hearts a united chain, And even when the waters rose, The Dutch soul still remained. And I’m proud to call myself a Dutchman, Where the tulips bloom in spring, And I’ll stand up strong through the stormy nights, For the love this land will bring. There ain't no land like the Netherlands, Where the waters meet the sea, God bless this land of orange and green, Forever wild and free.

[Verse] We stand on earth with feet of clay Our hearts weigh heavy every day We seek the truth in light unseen In mortal flesh we dream between [Verse 2] The world of man with faults and fears But spirit whispers in our ears A realm unseen so vast so bright Where mortal strife "tis swallowed by light [Chorus] Oh break these chains that bind our soul In truth we find the purest goal The mortal fades but love will shine In God's embrace we intertwine [Verse 3] A mortal frame may bend and break But spirit strong will not forsake For every sorrow every tear A promise of the kingdom near [Bridge] Immortal life beyond the veil With faith we tread on holy trail The mortal leaves a fleeting trace But spirit finds its saving grace [Verse 4] In silent prayer we touch the sky Where mortal waves in stillness lie The truth eternal will reveal That life in God is whole and real

Verdeja el bascanó, fort i ferm, un arbre sagrat, de fulles en marxa, en la terra del vent i l’alba de l’or, on el silenci es trenca per la música del cor. Estribillo: Oh verd, verd, verd que bategues, al cor del bosc, tot resplendeix, Bascanó de les arrels d’or, guaita la vida que mai mor! A l’ombra dels teus braços s'amaga la llum, la força que s’amaga entre cada branqueta, més alt que els cims, més profund que el somni, el teu color verd ens guia i ens dona el camí. Estribillo: Oh verd, verd, verd que bategues, al cor del bosc, tot resplendeix, Bascanó de les arrels d’or, guaita la vida que mai mor! I quan la pluja t’omple de llàgrimes fines, el teu crit ressona, la terra s’estremeix, un cant de germana, de mare i de filla, on el verd és força, on l’esperança brilla. Estribillo: Oh verd, verd, verd que bategues, al cor del bosc, tot resplendeix, Bascanó de les arrels d’or, guaita la vida que mai mor! Amb el vent que t'acarona, el temps s'atura, el bascanó al cel es fon en la natura, el teu nom és màgia, és alè i és terra, un verd infinit que tot ho encercla. Estribillo: Oh verd, verd, verd que bategues, al cor del bosc, tot resplendeix, Bascanó de les arrels d’or, guaita la vida que mai mor!