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Party on the Hill
02:50
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There’s a birthday party on the hill would you like to come?
Then dance your feet and and beat that drum!
Who’s birthday? It’s Bongos!!
There’s a birthday party on the hill would you like to come?
Then beat that drum and have some fun!
Dance your feet and just spin around
Throw your hands in the air till you look like a clown!
Party down like me and you!
Break into a little boogaloo
Dance to the beat under the sun
Bring your Dad and bring your Mum!
Party!!! all day long!
Party!!! in the sun!
Party!!! all day long!
Party!!! Beat that drum!
There’s a birthday party on the hill would you like to come?
Eat some cake and drink some boocha!
It’s Bongos’ birthday you know what to do!
Sing HAPPY BIRTHDAY! How old are you?
I’m a big boy now I just turned five
What a beautiful time to be alive!
I got so many presents I’m a lucky boy!
Yes the Bongos are my favourite toy!
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Bongo Rasta Man
04:27
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Who’s gonna beat that drum for the Bongo Rasta man?
Who’s gonna beat that drum?
My name is Mongo the King of the Congo
I keep all the rhythm alive
My Dreadlocks are swaying to Bongos I’m playing!
Jamaica !! Watch out tonight!
Rastaman yearning, dancehall is churning
Move any way that you like
DJ is working, My legs are hurting!
Grooving all day and all night
They call me Bongo I’ll sing you a songo!
The Ultimate Rhythm’s in sight
Dancing and bopping, the big beats are whopping!
It’s bright in here, turn off the light!
Now we are chilling, Groove to the feeling
Club going wild tonight
People are dancing, smiling and prancing
Beat the drum with all your might!
Oooohhh we dance to the Bongo rasta man
Oooohhh we play to the you Bongo rasta man
Bongo Rasta he’s our man
Bongo Rasta king of the land
Bongo Rasta keep rhythm alive
Bongo Rasta live in the sky!
Who wake the Drongo sleeping rasta giant?
The Ultimate Rhythm will we ever find it?
Playing the congas and painting the walls
Come to Jamaica you will see it all!
Step out of the shadow s and into the light
We ain’t going nowhere, ‘cos we missed our flight!
Playing the Bongo’s is all that we do
The Ultimate Rhythm is inside of you!
Oooohhh we dance to the Bongo rasta man
Oooohhh we play to the you Bongo rasta man
Ooooh we sing with the Bongo rasta man
Ooooh we dance to the Bongo rasta man
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Bondi Beach
03:55
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The Bongo Brothers are headed for Bondi Beach.
We can relax, kick back and even eat a peach.
Checking out the sun and the surf and the cool crew chillin’ to the beats.
Have a barbie, ice-cream, play in the summer heat.
Brother Bongo heads out with his boogie board.
He doesn’t know the break, or what he’s in for.
Crazy fat barrels crashing all around.
Dump brother Bongo six feet underground.
He says: Oh No! Help me! Mummy! Blub-blub-blub!
Alright Bongo, In 4 simple steps, I’m gonna teach you how to surf.
Step 1 Pick up your board
Step 2 Swim away from the shore
Step 3 Pick a tube to ride
Step 4 One with nature Free your mind.... and surf!
My name is Bongo with a capital B.
I love to go a surfing in the deep blue sea.
I tried to catch a barrel but instead I caught a cold.
Waves are beating on me but I’m starting to fold.
I sink to the bottom of the oceans bed
If I don’t get to surface soon I will be dead.
I swim for some air it’s a little outta reach.
Crash & roll & tumble ’till I wipe out on the beach.
My names Bongo, it’s not bingo.
Listen to the beat and the rhythm of my lingo.
My names Mongo, King of the Congo
I was delivered by Dr. Ongo.
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Wurra
05:44
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In this next story we pay our respect to first Australians across Australia
Wurra… he is a tall man. Wurra… he travels this land
Let me tell you a story. We still hadn’t found the ultimate rhythm. So Mongo suggested that we travel right up the guts of this country. We got a lift with a fella whose name was Wurra Which means tall person.
He was from a country below Uluru called Yunkanytjatjara Country.
He took us to Uluru and he told us all sorts of stories about the big rock. At night we’d camp under the stars and cook our food on the fire.
Wurra… he is a tall man. Wurra… he travels this land
Telling stories as he moves… telling stories for me and you
Telling stories in the sand… telling stories from the land
Wurra… he is a tall man. Wurra… he travels this land
The more we travelled north, all the weather changed. It was no longer summer, autumn, winter, spring. It was only the dry season and the rainy season. And the rain started coming down. Slowly at first and then heavier and heavier. Giant thunder and lightning spread across the sky.
Then we saw some giant kangaroos. Oh ho ho ho ho. Look at that Mongo!
They’re called megafauna. Whoah! And they started hopping straight towards us. Whoah! I’m gonna get a photograph. Ha, I’m gonna get a picture for mum. Stand still mate. Yep, stand still buddy. Whoah this is gonna look so good. This is gonna look great! Stand still… Splat !!
Ow, he gave me percussion!
Did Bongo just say, percussion?
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The Bongo Brothers Melbourne, Australia
The Bongo Brothers are a theatrical music comic act performing for family audiences. Through musical theatre and intimate
story telling, travel around the world with Mongo, the musical maestro and hilarious little brother Bongo.
Together, they create a recipe for extreme adventure!
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