:51:17
When's the audition,
then?
:51:19
Tomorrow morning.
:51:22
I'll miss you
if you go away.
:51:24
Who do you think's better?
Fred Astaire or Ginger Rogers?
:51:29
Billy, do you not
fancy us, like?
:51:35
Don't know.
Never really thought
about it.
:51:43
If you want,
I'll show you my fanny.
:51:53
No. You're all right.
:52:03
Oh oh oh oh
:52:06
Oh oh oh
:52:13
Now get this
:52:15
London calling
to the faraway towns
Get inside!
:52:19
Now war is declared
and battle come down
The union leader! Get him!
:52:21
London calling
to the underworld
Get down!
:52:26
Come out of the cupboard
you boys and girls
:52:29
London calling
Now don't look to us
:52:33
Phony Beatlemania
has bitten the dust
:52:37
London calling
See we ain't got no swing
:52:39
Except for the ring
of the truncheon thing
:52:42
The Ice Age is comin'
The sun'sz ooming in
Thanks, pet.
:52:46
Meltdown expected
The wheat is growing thin
:52:50
Engines stop running
but I have no fear
:52:53
'Cause London is drowning
and I live by the river
:52:58
London calling
to the imitation zone