Lirik Lagu Mad Dogs And Englishmen - Noel Coward
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In tropical climes there are certain times of dayWhen all the citizens retireTo tear their clothes off and persprie.It’s one of those rules that the greatest fools obey,Because the sun is much too sultryAnd one must avoid its ultry-violet ray.
Papalaka papalaka papalaka boo,Papalaka papalaka papalaka boo,Digariga digariga digariga doo,Digariga digariga digariga doo.
The natives grieve when the white men leave their huts,Because they’re obviously definitely nuts!
Mad dogs and EnglishmenGo out in the midday sun,The Japanese don’t care to.The Chinese wouldn’t dare to,Hindoos and Argentines sleep firmly from twelve to one.But Englishmen detest a siesta.In the PhilippinesThere are lovely screensTo protect you from the glare.In the Malay StatesThere are hats like platesWhich the Britishers won’t wear.At twelve noonThe natives swoonAnd no further work is done.But mad dogs and EnglishmenGo out in the midday sun.
It’s such a surprise for the Eastern eyes to seeThat though the English are effete,They’re quite impervious to heat,When the white man rides every native hides in glee,Because the simple creatures hope heWill impale his solar topee on a tree.
Bolyboly bolyboly bolyboly baa,Bolyboly bolyboly bolyboly baa,Habaninny habaninny habaninny haa,Habaninny habaninny habaninny haa.
It seems such a shameWhen the English claimThe earthThat they give rise to such hilarity and mirth.
Mad dogs and EnglishmenGo out in the midday sun.The toughest Burmese banditCan never understand it.In Rangoon the heat of noonIs just what the natives shun.They put their Scotch or Rye downAnd lie down.In a jungle townWhere the sun beats downTo the rage of man and beastThe English garbOf the English sahibMerely gets a bit more creased.In BangkokAt twelve o’clockThey foam at the mouth and run,But mad dogs and EnglishmenGo out in the midday sun.
Mad dogs and EnglishmenGo out in the midday sun.The smallest Malay rabbitDeplores this stupid habit.In HongkongThey strike a gongAnd fire off a noonday gunTo reprimand each inmateWho’s in late.In the mangrove swampsWhere the python rompsThere is peace from twelve till two.Even caribousLie around and snooze;For there’s nothing else to do.In BengalTo move at allIs seldom, if ever done.But mad dogs and EnglishmenGo out in the midday sun.
Papalaka papalaka papalaka boo,Papalaka papalaka papalaka boo,Digariga digariga digariga doo,Digariga digariga digariga doo.
The natives grieve when the white men leave their huts,Because they’re obviously definitely nuts!
Mad dogs and EnglishmenGo out in the midday sun,The Japanese don’t care to.The Chinese wouldn’t dare to,Hindoos and Argentines sleep firmly from twelve to one.But Englishmen detest a siesta.In the PhilippinesThere are lovely screensTo protect you from the glare.In the Malay StatesThere are hats like platesWhich the Britishers won’t wear.At twelve noonThe natives swoonAnd no further work is done.But mad dogs and EnglishmenGo out in the midday sun.
It’s such a surprise for the Eastern eyes to seeThat though the English are effete,They’re quite impervious to heat,When the white man rides every native hides in glee,Because the simple creatures hope heWill impale his solar topee on a tree.
Bolyboly bolyboly bolyboly baa,Bolyboly bolyboly bolyboly baa,Habaninny habaninny habaninny haa,Habaninny habaninny habaninny haa.
It seems such a shameWhen the English claimThe earthThat they give rise to such hilarity and mirth.
Mad dogs and EnglishmenGo out in the midday sun.The toughest Burmese banditCan never understand it.In Rangoon the heat of noonIs just what the natives shun.They put their Scotch or Rye downAnd lie down.In a jungle townWhere the sun beats downTo the rage of man and beastThe English garbOf the English sahibMerely gets a bit more creased.In BangkokAt twelve o’clockThey foam at the mouth and run,But mad dogs and EnglishmenGo out in the midday sun.
Mad dogs and EnglishmenGo out in the midday sun.The smallest Malay rabbitDeplores this stupid habit.In HongkongThey strike a gongAnd fire off a noonday gunTo reprimand each inmateWho’s in late.In the mangrove swampsWhere the python rompsThere is peace from twelve till two.Even caribousLie around and snooze;For there’s nothing else to do.In BengalTo move at allIs seldom, if ever done.But mad dogs and EnglishmenGo out in the midday sun.
