Mr. Toot

Bum bum ba, bum bum ba
Bum bum ba, bum bum ba
Bum bum ba, bum bum ba
Bum bum ba, bum bum ba
Come with me to Istanbul
Land of turbans, spice and carpets
This is the tale of Mr. Toot
Legendary music man
Up on the roof he played the Toot
No one could resist his rhythm
Slave and sultan side by side
Dancing the dance of Mr. Toot
What’s that sound?
Is it him?
Did you see a shadow moving?
Everybody, quiet, quiet
Can you hear Mr Toot?
Bum bum ba, bum bum ba
Bum bum ba, bum bum ba
Play it, Mr. Toot!
Play it, Mr. Toot!
Play it, Mr. Toot!
Ladies kissed him on the belly
Children dressed like him in school
He ate caviar and jelly
Bought a modern swimming pool
Yes, Mr. Toot got greedy
Wanted even better Toot
Threw the Toot from highest tower
Bought a fancy MIDI Toot
Then a poster in the city
Mr. Ibanez tonight
Modern show with modern music
Smoke machine and laser light
Bum bum ba, bum bum ba
Bum bum ba, bum bum ba
Play it, Mr. Toot!
Play it, Mr. Toot!
Play it, Mr. Toot!
Bum bum ba, bum bum ba
Bum bum ba, bum bum ba
That was the end of Mr. Toot
He was never to return
Though you can kill the man
You can never kill the Toot
Mr Toot!
Play it, Mr. Toot!
Mr Toot!
Play it, Mr. Toot!