So Long, Farewell
There's a sad sort of clanging from the clock in the hall And the bells in the steeple too And up in the nursery an absurd little bird Is popping out to say "cuckoo" Cuckoo, cuckoo Regretfully they tell us Cuckoo, cuckoo But firmly they compel us Cuckoo, cuckoo To say goodbye... Cuckoo! . . . to you So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, good night I hate to go and leave this pretty sight So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, adieu Adieu, adieu, to yieu and yieu and yieu So long, farewell, au revoir, auf wiedersehen I'd like to stay and taste my first champagne So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, goodbye I leave and heave a sigh and say goodbye -- Goodbye! I'm glad to go, I cannot tell a lie I flit, I float, I fleetly flee, I fly The sun has gone to bed and so must I So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, goodbye Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye Goodbye!
Written by Rodgers and Hammerstein from 'The Sound of Music'. Figure it's fitting. Due to circumstances unforeseen, Willy Wonka has decided that the direction I wanted to take this account is no longer viable. The SP here will however, not be put to waste and used to help those deserving of a few extra pennies. Au revoir, auf wiedersehen, goodbye!
