Choomba woomba gobblty glue Life isn't fair it's sad but it's true Choomba woomba gobblty gee When your poor legs are stiff as a tree What do you do when you're stuck in a chair Finding it hard to go up and down stairs What do you think of the one you call God? Isn't his absence slightly odd Maybe he's forgotten you Choomba woomba gobblty gorse Count yourself lucky you're not a horse They would turn you into dog food Or to choomba woomba gobblty glue
Чумба Вумба тра та та та ти, Жизнь сурова, как не крути. Тот ходок у кого ноги есть. А если нет, так и нечего лезть!