Yeah!
If you can use some exotic boos, there's an opportunity for Bombay.
Come fly with me, let's fly, let's fly away.
Come fly with me, let's go to Peru.
There's a destroyer and he'll toot the load.
There's a clichéd faith enemy on the land
There's a one man band and he'll toot his..
Yeah!
For you.
Look, we're in Thailand, we're in死亡
I think, look, we're in The Netherlands, we're in Finland
Well now for the last few weeks, we've been getting hundreds of millions of complaints
flooding into this television show.
People complain about the name of our act.
What's the problem?
From the very start we've called ourselves the five blonde boys after the colour of
Oh, we're changing our name this week.
This week we're the five menstruating, anorexic,
Nepalese campaigners for democracy,
glue-sniffing Jenny Craig, weight-watching...
Blonde boys. Yeah.
So we were feeling kind of depressed,
so we went around to the pub and met the blokes around there
and they really cheered us up.
You know that most people only ever use 10% of their fucking brains?
That's right. And Silent Neville,
he only uses 10% of his bloody body. Silent Neville!
Neville!
The boys at the pub, they told us that by using brain power
we could overcome our blindness. That's exactly what we've done.
Dry Reg, how many fingers am I holding up?
Put them over my eyes, mate. There you go.
Five. Well done.
I've got a bloody joke. Bloody joke this week.
A joke? A joke.
How many blind boys does it take to change a lightbulb?
Why the bloody hell would we need to?
Yeah!
Ah!
What's this? What's this? What's this thing?
What is it? My... my...
What is it? That'd be your knee, mate.
This must be my knee cap, then.
Anyway, now for the blokes. You've all been itching to see.
Here they are now. Some blokes have been our heroes
and restored our sight. Please welcome them now.
Vic and Lionel, the blokes from the pub!
Oh!
Welcome, welcome!
Oh, my God!
They're deaf and they can't speak
but they seem like bloody angels.
How are you, fellas?
That means very well, thanks.
Have you had a couple of drinks, fellas?
That means very well, thanks.
Want to know a song for us, boys?
How does it go?
Well, I'm up above my head
Up above my head
I hear music in the air
Up above my head
I hear music in the air
Up above my head
I hear music in the air
Up above my head
Oh, I really do believe it
Yes, I really do believe that there's a heaven somewhere
Well, up above my head
I see trouble in the air
Up above my head
I see trouble in the air
Up above my head
I really do believe that there's a heaven somewhere
Up above my head
I see trouble in the air
Up above my head
Hey, up above my head
I see trouble in the air
Up above my head
I really do believe that there's a heaven somewhere
I see trouble in the air
I really do believe that there's a heaven somewhere
Heaven somewhere
Jump, Pooch!
Jump!
Jump, Pooch!
Well, I really do believe
Yes, I really do believe
That there's a heaven somewhere
Come on, Simona!