| Into Wishbone Falls a travelling troupe has arrived
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| There’ll be theatre here tonight and it will soon come alive!
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| But what’s this? |
| An empty trunk! |
| The props are gone!
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| Director’s passed out cold, now where is that Hector Mann?
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| What to do? |
| What to do? |
| We need diamonds and a gun!
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| Need a whole play of props before we raise that curtain tonight! |
| Tonight!
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| CHORUS
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| Hey!
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| Stop that prop man! |
| He’ll clean out this whole town
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| Thieving is believing that this show must go on
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| Hey!
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| Stop that prop man! |
| Have you seen my wig?
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| Could he possibly steal every prop for the gig?
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| I heard he stole a gun right out of the sheriff’s holster
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| Stole furniture right out of its own upholstery
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| He stole the necklace of a neck whilst doing a little jig
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| And all the while upon his back a stolen roasted pig
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| CHORUS
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| But oh! |
| the town belle and her lavender smell
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| She flickers and blinks and he smiles and he winks
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| And just when you think he’s lost the game to distraction
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| He steals her very heart! |
| Mann. |
| He’s back in action!
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| CHORUS x2
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| Even though he robbed us blind we couldn’t help but feel sad
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| Cos we all know a good story is worth more than gold
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| He knows that we know that he did it for art
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| And when they cuffed him, he smiled. |