THE AIRLINES THAT BLOOM IN THE SPRING, TRALA, GO BUST AT THE END OF THE YEAR
(First published in “Centreline” 1966)
1.) Our Hostess
is at it again, tra la
it’s really a shame and a crime
The way that she’ll always
complain, trala
that when she fell out of the
’plane, trala,
we were flying too high at the
time.
(We were flying too high at the
time?)
“Ungenerous girl”, we reproachfully sing
“It was tied with the very best quality string!”
Trala lala la la,
trala lala lala,
“The very best quality string!”
2.) On adverts a
fortune we spent, trala
but the
traffic went down even more.
Declining
by fifty per cent, trala
and we’ll
have something done to the door.
(The
Company’s now leaving nothing to chance.
- insisting the Passengers Pay in Advance!)
3.) Our Chairman’s
had so much to do, trala
he was
looking remarkably ill.
And now
that the audit is due, trala
could it be
a coincidence too, trala
that he’s
taken a trip to Brazil?
Worn out by his new and
considerable wealth
He’s gone to Brazil (for the Good
of his Health).
4.) Our assets
they’ll want to impound, trala,
In a month,
when the Creditors meet.
So we’ve
searched every inch of the ground, trala
for several
counties around, trala
to assemble
the whole of the Fleet.
(The Venal
republican Air Ministree
will
license the plane … for a suitable fee.
Trala lala la la, trala lala la la –
a highly extortionate fee!)
5.) We’ll fly it
as long as we dare, trala.
Our Tiny
Unpressurised Brick.
We’ll fly
it a wing and a prayer, trala
or as long as our creditors
care, trala
to offer unlimited “Tick”
-Who else would they find if they
put on the squeeze
to haul it aloft on next summer’s
I.T.s?
Trala lala la la, trala lala LA LA
to Palma Majorca and back – OLĖ!
