DO YOU REMEMBER

BIRD: When laffter was the cure?

BUFFALO: (sniffles) Regrets.

BIRD: I've had a few.

BUFFALO: Is it wrong.

BIRD: To be so strong.

BUFFALO: And idolize.

BIRD: The vision of those eyes?

BUFFALO: On.

BIRD: Off.

BUFFALO: Up.

BIRD: Down.

BUFFALO: Round and round.

BIRD: On any other day.

BUFFALO: The angels may fall.

BIRD: But it'll be OK.

BUFFALO: Red.

BIRD: Yellow.

BUFFALO: Green.

BIRD: And blue.

BUFFALO: What's to become.

BIRD: Of me and you?

BUFFALO: Tired of living.

BIRD: But too afraid to die.

BUFFALO: They say the art of thinking.

BIRD: Is to gaze behind the scenes.

BUFFALO: Tra-la-la-la-la-lee.

BIRD: Bwilliant! Now wot about the music?

BUFFALO: I've got the banjo, you've got the violin. Let's do it!

BIRD: Watchout, YouTube, cos here we come!

BUFFALO: Arf, arf!