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Originally Posted by grannyclaret
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oh what lyrics...
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Oh what scripts..........
6th March, 1956
Greenslade: This is the BBC. Enter a short idiot.
Secombe: Good evening, folks. I commence by walking backward for Christmas.
Greenslade: Why?
Secombe: It's all the rage! [laughter] Next, an excerpt from East Lynn: "Dead, dead, and never calls me mother".
Eccles: But you were his father.
Secombe: Shut up famous Eccles
Eccles: Shut Up
Secombe: Shut up
Eccles: Shut Up
Secombe: Shut up
Eccles: Shut Up
Secombe: Shut up
Eccles: Shut Up
Greenslade: Mr. Secombe, Mr. Secombe,
Eccles: Mr. Secombe.
Greenslade: Please remove that false bald woman's wig.
Secombe: And leave myself naked in the mating season? Ha-ha! Never!
Greenslade: Very well. I sentence you to the highly esteemed Goon Show
Fx: sick trumpet blare
Secombe: They can go home today--Presenting Wallace Greenslade and his daring announcement entitled:
Greenslade: Les Salaires de Peur
Secombe: Meaning: "The Wages of Fear Are in England."
Sellers: The fear of wages! Ohhhh!
Fx: musical crescendo