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(low chanting)In the bad bad lands of Australia many years agoThe Aborigine tribes were meeting, having a big pow-wow(chanting)(low voice): We've got a lot of trouble, Chief, on account of your son Mac!(midrange voice): My boy Mac, what's wrong with him?(high-pitched voice, young prince): My boomerang won't come back!(low voices): Your boomerang won't come back(prince): My boomerang won't come backMy boomerang won't come backI've waved the thing all over the placePracticed till I was black in the faceI'm a big disgrace t' the Aborigine raceMy boomerang won't backI want a kangaroo (yeah yeah)Make kangatoo stew (yea yeah)But I'm a big disgrace t' the Aborigine raceMy boomerang won't backThey banished him from the tribes' lair & sent him on his wayHe had a hapless boomerang, so here he could not stay(shrieks of animals)(prince): This is nice, isn't it? Getting banished at my time in life. What a way toSpend an evening. Sittin' on a rock in the middle of the desert with me boomerang in meHand. I should very likely get bushwhacked. (animal shriek) (prince): Get out of here,Nasty bushwhackin' animal! Think I'll make a nice cup of tea. (boing boing boing)Letras de canciones(prince): Good gracious! There goes a kangaroo! I must have practice with me boomerang.Hey, right behind the left elbow, then slowly back... (kangaroo): If you throw that thingAt me, I'll jump right on your head! (laughs) (prince): Ain't it marvelous! In a landFull of kangaroos I might not get that one!For 3 long months he sat there, or maybe it was 4Then an old old man in a kangaroo skin came a-knockin' at his door(old man): I'm the local with doctor, son. They call me Joe Joseph Black.Now tell me, what's your trouble, boy?(prince): My boomerang won't come back!(old man): Your boomerang won't come back(prince): My boomerang won't come backMy boomerang won't come backI've waved the thing all over the placePracticed till I was black in the faceI'm a big disgrace t' the Aborigine raceMy boomerang won't back(old man): Don't worry, boy, I know the trick & to you I'm gonna show itIf you want your boomerang to come back, well, first you've got to throw it!(prince): Oh yes, never thought of that. Daddy will be pleased. Must have a girl...(old man): Excuse me. Now then, slowly back...& throw! (sound of boomerang flying)(old man): Oh my God! Avit the flying doctah! He-he-he-he!(prince): Can you do farther eat?(old man): Don't talk to me about first taste boy; you owe me 14 chickens for teachingYou to throw the boomerang; first things first. (prince): Yes, I know that, but I mean, IThink, on this occasion, you know ...& fade From Letras Mania