I am a mouse
called maximillian mouse
and i live in my maximillian...mouse house
i'm very well bred
i'm pure castillian mouse
and i come from a long long long long long long line of
castillian mouses
Ole!
But it always has been perilous
crossing the arena to the supermarkets
where i buy my cheese..
It's regularly perilous
when i think of bull-fights
there's a quaking in my knees
I've always had
a taste for colourful things
and this day i was wearing my red cortocaportocontrezbutonizonalado
e sulapa ancocobosiasacadelamanorajo et
plato del toros dressing gown
I must confess i've been in gullible rings
for the bull, when he saw what i wore
came rushing at me
Ol...
(clear throat)
ole.
But if you think that because i am small i am puny
you are wrong
i stood my ground
i did not move
i could not move
The picador's horse was standing on my tail
so swiftly i turned and i nipped him in the fetlocks
he was most embarrassed
but for the moment i was free
I pirouette to safety and the bull thunders past me
brrrah
then, i hear the trumpet call for the death
i have resolved to dispatch senor toros with the classic pass of the dead one
the crowd screamed "no, no!" but
i plant my feet firmly, one (stamp), and two (stamp)
(quietly)
three (stamp), four (stamp)
Then, from ten yards away i called the bull to me
toros!
he comes rushing towards me!
(bang, crash)
(smugly)
i tripped him...
I am a mouse
called maximillian mouse
and i live in my maximillian...mouse house
I'm very well bred
i'm pure castillian mouse
and i come from a long long long long long long line of
bull-fighting mouses
Ole!