<font color="#FFFFFF"><i>♪ There's 104 days
of summer vacation</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>♪ And school comes along
just to end it</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>♪ So the annual problem
for our generation</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>♪ Is finding a good way
to spend it</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>♪ Like maybe</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>♪ Building a rocket
or fighting a mummy</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>♪ Or climbing up
the Eiffel Tower</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>♪ Discovering something
that doesn't exist</i></font> Hey. <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>♪ Or giving a monkey a shower</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>♪ Surfing tidal waves,
creating nanobots</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>♪ And locating
Frankenstein's brain</i></font> It's over here. <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>♪ Finding a dodo bird,
painting a continent</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>♪ Or driving our sister
insane</i></font> Phineas! <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>♪ As you can see, there's
a whole lot of stuff to do</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>♪ Before school starts
this fall</i></font> Come on, Perry. <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>♪ So stick with us,
'cause Phineas and Ferb
are gonna do it all</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>♪ So stick with us,
'cause Phineas and Ferb
are gonna do it all ♪</i></font> Mom, Phineas and Ferb
are making a title sequence! <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(DJ) We are giving away
free tickets to see</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>everyone's favorite
girl rockers - The Bettys.</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(both scream) </i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>All you have to do is be
the 444 and 4/4 caller...</i></font> I love fractions. <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>...and you and your best
Betty buddy</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>will get to ride with the band
on The Betty bus</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>to see the show.</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(both scream) </i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>Call now. </i></font> Oh, it's busy! I've just gotta win.
Clearly I'm your biggest fan. See, even my Betty boom box
which rests on my Betty
bedside table next to my Betty bed
runs on Betty batteries. Obsession rocks! I know. Ooh, it's ringing. <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>Congratulations,
you're the winning caller.</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(both scream) </i></font> Imagine, a whole day
of hanging with Crash
and the band. And, as an added bonus, a whole day of
not thinking about
my goofy brothers. Just me, you and The Bettys. <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(horn honks) </i></font> Aah, they're here. Bye. Enjoy
your music concert. <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(Mom) </i>Be careful.</font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(Phineas) </i>Have fun
on your journey.</font> I can't believe
we're about to board
The Betty Bus. I bet the bus driver's
gonna be a spaced-out rocker. H-Hello, girls. My name is Dennis,
and I'm with the radio station. <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(pig squeals) </i></font> That is Sir Bacon,
the band's mascot. According to
our focus groups, girls your age
overwhelmingly
find that cool. <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(both) </i>Totally.</font> Whoa, this place
is a total pigsty. <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(both) </i>We love it.</font> Look, Stacy,
it's them. Shh, they're creating. ♪ ...between shows ♪ Here comes two chicks
nobody knows Aah! We're your biggest fans. Yeah, we won the contest. Now we get to hang out
with you all day. <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(British accent) </i>Keep it down.
We're trying to write a song.</font> Sure thing. Oh, no problem. <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(both giggle)</i></font> ♪ Oh, my gosh. It's The Betty Bass Guitar! I know, I know... Ach... Ach... Check this out. So tell me, girls, would you like to be part
of the music-making process and help us
write a song? Oh, my gosh, oh, my gosh.
Would we? Would we? Great. First, we can't possibly
write a song in this filth, so you girls can start
by cleanin' up the bus. Here you go. All right, Ferb,
what should we do today? One - an escalator
to the moon? Two - become secret agents?
Three - clone giant hamsters. Hey, where's Perry? Huh. I wonder where he goes
when we can't find him. What the...?
Some sort of secret room? Wow. What in the world? A secret
underground headquarters with a particle disrupter
and, oh, a hovercraft. Looks like we're gonna be
secret agents, huh? When did you find the time
to build all this, Ferb? Actually, I - <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>Hello, Agent P. Hang on.</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>It's here somewhere on
this clipboard from which
I have yet to look up.</i></font> Agent P. P for Phineas.
Nice touch, Ferb. Actually - <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>Ah, yes, here it is.
Dr. Doofenshmirtz.</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>Huh, what a surprise.</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>Building some sort
of destructo ray.
End of the world.</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>Yada, yada, yada.
I'm faxing you
the coordinates.</i></font> Cool. Great googly-moogly. Do... Karl. Karl,
who are those kids? Oh, boy. They're
Agent P's owners, sir. Looks like they found
one of our secret tunnels. Sweet.
We got our mission,
Agent F. To the hoverjet. <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>♪ Phineas and Ferb,
Phineas and Ferb ♪</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>Is that the hoverjet?
Oh, no, they didn't.
There you are, Agent P.</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>Those boys are in jeopardy</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>and not covered under
our hoverjet insurance plan,</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>so, stop Doofenshmirtz
and protect those boys.</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>Oh, and where are you going,</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>Mr. The Boys Will Never Find
A Tree Tunnel?</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>♪ Phineas and Ferb,
Phineas and Ferb ♪</i></font> Wow... <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(reads) </i></font> You really thought
of everything, Ferb. Actually - Hold that thought.
The Bettys' tour bus. Candace is on there.
We should go say hi. We're all done
cleaning the bus. Oh, we can't get to our song
till we deal with our fan mail.
Think you could help? Oh, my gosh,
oh, my gosh... Great. <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(British accent)
You can start
with this bag.</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(British accent)
And here's the shredder.</i></font> Check this one out. Ahem. "Beloved Bettys, your band
is the biggest, baddest,
most bangin' bunch of - " Hey, this is my letter.
They didn't even read it. Yeah, but don't forget -
we are on the bus
helping the band write a song. Yeah, I guess you're right.
And you know what
the best part is? I haven't even thought about
my brothers the whole day. Stacy, look,
it's my brothers. Huh? I don't see anything. B-But I could've sworn I - I think the cleaning supplies
are starting to get to you. That must be it.
That's gotta be it.
I'm not even gonna look. <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(Major Monogram)
Stop Doofenshmirtz.
Protect the boys.</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>Stop Doofenshmirtz.
Protect the boys.</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(hums) </i>Ah, nothing like
a nice snack</font> before testing
the Destructinator. Aah! Hey, Perry the Platypus,
why do you always go
for the nose? Here you go. All 250,000 letters
opened and shredded. I just thought of something.
The outside of this bus
is dirty, too. You know, Stacy,
I'm beginning to think
that The Bettys have just been
taking advantage of us
this whole time. What are you talking about?
They've been nothing but...
Look out! ...nice to us
since we got on the bus. Heh-heh. My automatic
tennis ball server can go all night,
Perry The Plat- <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(male computer voice)
Destructinator countdown
initiated.</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>30 seconds to activation.</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>30, 29...</i></font> Wow, Ferb, this evil villain
lair is awesome. I see you carved it out
with dynamite. Nice. Aw, cool,
you got an automatic
tennis ball server. Sweet. Hey, what's going on,
Perry the Platypus? <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(muffled speech) </i></font> We're finished washing
the outside of the bus. It nearly killed us,
but we're finished. Great work, girls. You've earned
a special "surprise." Really? You get to scrub the toilets. What? Yay, toilets! And be sure to get
underneath the lid. Ah, that is it. We're through
being your tour monkeys. Right, Stace? Yay, a Betty Bowl Brush. You've just been using us
this whole trip. Is this how you treat
your fans? It should be your fans
that inspire you
to make music. If you can't see that
by now, then drop me off
at the next Betty Bus Stop. Unfortunately, guys,
she's right. I feel like a bit
of a Betty butthead. We're sorry
for treating you so bad. How can we ever
make it up to you? I'll let you bang
my Betty Bongos. Or play my Betty
Bass Guitar. Hey, guys, that's it. ♪ You gotta bang
your Betty Bongos ♪ And bring your Betty
Bass Guitar ♪ And with
the Betty backbeat Um... you'll go Betty, Betty far? Perfect. That rocks. Hey, girls,
what's goin' on? We just helped the Bettys
write - Wait a second. Dennis, if you're here,
then who's driving the bus? Oh, come on, I'll show you. Autopilot. <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(both) </i>Wow, cool.</font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>7...</i></font> By the way, I love
that giant ray gun
counting down to zero. OK, seriously, when did you
make all this? Look, for the last time,
I didn't - <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(all scream) </i></font> He fainted. Aah! Aah! Unh, unh. There's something wrong
with the Betty Brakes, and I can't stop
the autopilot. Grab the Betty
Emergency Brake! <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(gasps) </i></font> The Betty Brake broke! How did you make
a working destructo ray? <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(girls scream) </i></font> Hey, that's the bus
Candace is on. I get it.
We have to save Candace. What a cool mission. <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>♪ Phineas and Ferb,
Phineas and Ferb ♪</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(both scream) </i></font> Say, what's all
the fussin' about? <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(all scream) </i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(whistles) </i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>Special agent...</i></font> Curse you,
Perry the Plat- Oof. Bleah. Curse you,
Perry the - Bleah. Why did I buy
so many mops? Oof. <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(girls scream) </i></font> We're coming,
Candace. <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(girls screaming) </i></font> Agent F, activate
the magnet ray. It's too heavy. <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(The Bettys)
Whatever you're doing
is working.</i></font> Ferb, you designed
this thing. <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(imitates Captain Kirk)
Can you give me
any more power?</i></font> Excellent. We did it.
Our sister's safe. Brilliant. You did it. Agent F,
let's head home. Way to go, Candace.
Now we are <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>your </i>biggest fans.</font> How can we thank you? Well, you can
come to my house
and clean up my room. <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(all laugh) </i></font> I'm serious. How about you sing with us
onstage instead? <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(both gasp)
It's a deal.</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(both squeal) </i></font> I can't wait to get home
and tell Mom all about
our secret spy adventure. Hey, what's goin' on? It's like we're stuck
in some sort of tractor beam. Aah! Hi, Phineas. Seriously, Phineas,
what are you doing? <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(like James Bond)
That, my friend,
is classified information.</i></font> Oh, what a great day. Not one phone call from Candace
with some crazy, unbelievable
story - Mom, guess what Ferb did. He made a secret tunnel
and a spy headquarters and a villain's lair
and a hoverjet
shaped like Perry. Tell her, Ferb. Actually, I - Wait a second. Why are
you two soaking wet? Ach, I give up. We fell in
Isabella's pool. That I believe. Oh, hi, Perry. I wonder
how Candace is doing. Oi, we'd like to bring
a very special person
to the stage. She's not only Bettys'
best fan, but she also saved
all of our lives. Ladies and gentlemen, Candace
and her best friend Stacy! ♪ You gotta bang
your Betty Bongos ♪ And bring
your Betty Bass Guitar ♪ And with the Betty backbeat ♪ You'll go Betty, Betty far ♪ So drop your boring baggage ♪ And come with Missy,
Tink and Crash ♪ There's a Betty Bandwagon ♪ Goin' to a Betty Bash ♪ Get ready for The Bettys,
ready for The Bettys ♪ Get ready for The Bettys,
ready for The Bettys ♪ Ready for The Bettys ♪ Ready for The Bettys ♪ It's the best thing
you can do ♪ Best thing you can do ♪ Get ready for The Bettys ♪ 'Cause The Bettys
are ready for you ♪ What do you think
your brothers are doing
right now? Who cares? That, ladies and gents, is how I defeated
the wild tigers
in the Amazon. Awesome story,
Grandpa Reg. I'm sure you're going
to hear plenty more
fantastical stories during Gran and Gramps'
visit. I was thinking we could
all head to the mall. What a splendid idea. I'd love to treat Candace
to some new clothes. <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(gasps)
I'll be in the... car.</i></font> Could we stay home
and hear some more
of Grandpa's cool stories? Sounds good to me. Wonderful. We'll see you boys
later. My boy, what's this
behind your ear? It's me scrapbook. How'd you do that? It's just a little bit
of "how's your father." I may seem like
a barmy ol' git now, but when I wasn't
so long in the tooth,
I had some grand larks and engaged in a fair amount
of derring-do. Translate. When he was younger,
he did a bunch of stuff. Here I am as a young lad. I made my living workin' at
the family fish and chips shop. But I was destined
for bigger things. I was known as
The Great Flying Fishmonger. Here's my first jump
over my dear mum's
tea society. Me jumpin' a whale,
a ton of crumpets, the Queen Mum. But there was one jump
that haunts me to this day - McGregor's Gorge of Doom. <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>People turned out
by the thousands</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>to witness me
and my trusty motorbike,
the Holy Mackerel,</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>make our biggest jump yet.</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>The event was so massive,</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>I hired a local band
to write me a theme song.</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(dirge-like)
♪ He's a fishmonger,
and he flies... ♪</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>Well, it wasn't exactly
a toe-tapper.</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>Then all of a sudden,
it started to rain.</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>I'd have to postpone
my great feat.</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>A second go at it weeks later
had the same result.</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>And yet another attempt -
nothin' but blasted rain again.</i></font> Let's go. Yeah. I've got teeth
not to brush. Over the years,
my eyesight went, and with the lumbago...<font color="#FFFFFF"><i>
(grunts)</i></font> ...sciatica... <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(creak!) </i></font> bursitis and...
wait for it... <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(boing!)
...trick knee,</i></font> jumpin' McGregor's Gorge
is an intention lost
to the past. Wow, Grandpa,
so what ever happened
to the Holy Mackerel? She's right over there. Although I see your mother
turned her into a lamp. Ferb, I know what
we're gonna do today. Oh, Grandma,
you're gonna love this mall. I'll show you my favorite store,
and there's this little dress
that - Hmm. Stacy, I have a strange feeling
that ground was just broken
in my backyard. I need you to get over there
and tell me what's going on. Judging from this photo
of McGregor's Gorge,
we're right on track. Who's the tiger? Hey, Phineas,
whatcha doin'? Hey, Isabella.
We're helping Grandpa Reg
fulfill his crushed dreams. Where's Ferb? He's in the garage
restoring a mackerel. Cool. Well, I brought
this cute little toy over
for Perry. Where is he? Huh. I don't know. <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>Oh, hey, Agent P.</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>Monogram's
thrown his back out...</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>I'm on the floor,
Agent P.</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>...so I'll be giving you
your assignment, OK? OK.</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>Do a closeup.</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>Huh? Oh. Yeah. Ha.</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>Ahem. Doofenshmirtz
has been purchasing
some suspicious items -</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>bags of sand,
an extra-long shoelace...</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>We know
he's up to no good.</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>Get out there
and see what he's up to.</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>How was that?</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>Just hand me my pills,
Karl.</i></font> What's
all the kerfuffle, lads? You can open
your eyes now. Blimey! It's McGregor's Gorge
and the Holy Mackerel! Ferb, you've restored
my pride and joy! But, uh, I can't operate
a motorbike in my condition. Remember the... <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(creak! boing!)</i></font> Not a problem.
Ferb's tricked out
the entire bike. Lumbar support,
padded seating,
ergonomic controls... And the best part -
sidecars. See, as much as we wanna
help you fulfill your dream, we also really wanna
jump a gorge. Well, then you'll
come with me. The Flyin' Fishmongers
shall jump again! Oh, my dear, you like a queen.
Brava! Can we get out of here,
like, now, before anyone
I know happens to see - Candace? I almost
didn't recognize you. Jeremy! I-I, uh... I gotta meet my mom
in the food court,
but I'll see ya later? <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(cell phone rings)</i></font> Hello? Oh, hey, Stacy. Mom, Stacy just told me
the boys built a huge gorge
in the backyard! That hat might be
a bit too tight. <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>♪ Doofenshmirtz Evil
Incorporated ♪</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(♪ suspense theme) </i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(needle scratches) </i></font> Oh, just come in... into my trap. Yes. Sticky flypaper,
Perry the Platypus. <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(mocking) </i>Ha-ha ha-ha-ha!
Quick story?</font> Back in Druselstein
in the days of my youth, there was a bully
named Boris who always wore
big black boots. They called him
Big Black Boots Boris
the Bully. He was always
kicking sand in my face. When I was
in the sandbox - sand. My first date - sand. Balancing my checkbook -
sand! The beach... Oddly enough, nothing. But I couldn't relax,
because I kept waiting
for it. Now, though,
he will be the one
doing the waiting. Behold! Now-Who's-Blinded-
By-Sandinator! Maybe the
Who's-Crying-Now-inator
or something like - Something
with the "-inator" suffix. In any case, it's a giant
sand-kicking machine. You see,
Perry the Platypus, Boris has moved
to the Tri-State area, so now I am going to cover
his entire house in sand! Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! Come see the Flying Fishmongers
jump McGregor's Gorge! Tell your friends! Do you know
how dumb you look? I thought
it would be a good way
to get more attention. I love your outfit. It's so <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>cute.</i></font> Gorge jump! Gorge jump! Fishmongers
fly again! <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(TV announcer) Come see
The Flying Fishmonger
jump the gorge - live.</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(gasps) </i>That's our yard.
Mom, Mom, come here!
I need you to see this.</font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>Sponsored by
Gorgeous Cream Pore Paste.</i></font> Oh, honey, your pores
aren't <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>that </i>big.</font> And now,
what you've all come to see, The Flying Fishmongers! <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(cheering, whistling) </i></font> And here to play
the Fishmongers' Anthem are Isabella
and the Fireside Girls.
Hit it. <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(dirge-like)
♪ He's a fishmonger</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(thunder crashes) </i></font> ♪ And he flies... ♪ Well, me boy, looks like I'll never get
to fulfill my dream. Hey, guys,
you can stop playing. <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(♪ music stops) </i></font> Wait a second.
Start again. ♪ He's a fishmonger ♪ Stop. Start. ♪ He's a fishmonger... Grandpa,
the song is so dreary,
it's causing it to rain. What if we pep it up
a bit? Pep away, me boy. Hey, Isabella,
crank it up a notch! Okey-dokey. Ready, girls? ♪ Holy, Holy Mackerel,
Holy, Holy Mackerel ♪ Holy, Holy Mackerel,
Holy, Holy Mackerel ♪ He's bald on top,
he's got an artificial hip ♪ He's gonna take a hop,
he's gonna take a trip ♪ He's weak in the knees,
and he can't find his keys ♪ But put your hands together
'cause he's here to please ♪ He's a flyin' fishmonger ♪ Flyin' fishmonger ♪ He's a flyin' fishmonger... <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(cheering) </i></font> ♪ He's a flying fishmonger
with nerves of steel ♪ He's got an old blender motor
and a pair of wheels ♪ <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(vroom! vroom!) </i></font> Extra! Extra!
Fishmonger and kids
jump McGregor's Gorge! <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(cheering loudly) </i></font> Extra! Extra!
Fishmonger and kids
plummet to their doom! Maybe we should have
let it rain. Don't worry, Grandpa.
We've got a backup plan. Ferb? <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(engine revs) </i></font> Extra! Extr-
Oh, forget it. That can't be good. Spot of tea? Yeah, all right. Dad, can we speed up
this pony ride a little? Honey, I'll have
you ladies home in two shakes
of a lamb's tail. <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(tires squeal) </i></font> Whoo! That was
a close one. <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(kids) </i>Aww.</font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(crowd cheering wildly) </i></font> Good show, me boy.
Good show! <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(♪ march) </i></font> Ha-ha, the home
of my former nemesis. Time to kick a little sand,
eh, Perry the Platypus? Tube socks? What is this, 1974?
Well, it's too late now. Ohh!
What are you doing? <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(Grandma)
Home again, home again.</i></font> <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(Candace) </i>Agh, finally.</font> Thank you, lads,
for helpin' this old codger
fulfill his dream. Ha! You guys are <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>so </i>busted.</font> Look at this.
It's even better
than I thought. There's no way you're gonna
get outta this one. Oh, Mom... Mom! Cut it out,
Perry the Platypus.
No grabbies. Ha! No stopping it now. Even on my
sand-kicking machine - sand. Curse you,
Perry the Platypus! I must say,
love the new anthem. Hey, Perry. But I do miss the old one. Couldn't I hear it
one last time? You got it, Grandpa.
One last time, girls. ♪ He's a fishmonger,
and he flies ♪ He's a fishmonger,
and he flies ♪ These two have really done it
this time, Mom. Look what they did
to the backyard. Wow! You guys
made the lawn look great. Oh, it's all weeded
and watered. Oh, well done. I... I... <font color="#FFFFFF"><i>(squeaks) </i>I...</font> What else
did you do today? Well, these two
roister-doisters wheeled out me old iron, built a crackin' match
for McGregor's Gorge, and helped
this daft ol' git
have one last knees-up. I have absolutely
no idea. ♪ Holy, Holy Mackerel ♪ Holy, Holy Mackerel ♪ Holy, Holy Mackerel ♪ He's bald on top,
he's got an artificial hip ♪ He's gonna take a hop,
he's gonna take a trip ♪ He's weak in the knees,
and he can't find his keys ♪ But put your hands together
'cause he's here to please ♪ He's a flyin' fishmonger ♪ Flyin' fishmonger ♪ He's a flyin' fishmonger... ♪ He's a flying fishmonger
with nerves of steel ♪ He's got an old blender motor
and a pair of wheels ♪