Lyrics
I wish to register a complaint.
Hello, miss
What do you mean, miss
I’m sorry I have a cold
I wish to make a complaint.
Sorry, we’re closed
No, never mind that my lad, I wish to complain about this parrot,
what I purchased one half hour ago from this very boutique.
Ah yes, the Norwegian blue. What’s eh, what’s wrong with it.
I tell you what’s wrong with it, my lad: It’s dead, that’s what wrong with it.
No no, he is resting.