Sifl: Hi, as you know, ah, we like to do a lot of charity work and so today we got, ah, a special guest coming in. They're gonna send somebody down from, ah, the city zoo as part of the, ah, animal awareness week, so...
Ollie: So we just really proud of doing, and we, ah,try to it at least once a year...Now way! Buddy, you are outta here!No, no this is...No, no!...
Panda Boy: I have to sing my tale to the panda.
Sifl: You can't sing. Your not a musician! No!
Panda Boy: (clears his throat)
Ollie: Don't let him do this!
Panda Boy: This next song is the new first song, on our new album.
Ollie: What!?
Panda Boy: This is not a (?flavel?) song, this is a panda.
[Panda Boy starts singing, kinda]
After dark, a panda stalk
Nightmare creatures, with black hearts
Ravenous teeth that glow in the dark
Feasting on bums, that sleep in the park
The pandas are coming, so hide under your bed!
The pandas are coming, they'll rip your arse to shreds!
Sifl: Get out of the studio! Get outta here!
Ollie: Yeah, get outta here dude!
Sifl: Hey, panda boy!
Panda boy[talking]: I shant! The panda is indeed the most mysterious of all creatures...
Ollie: Can somebody have him shaved.
Panda Boy[talking]:...shrouded in the enigma of its black and white coat. What kind of camouflage is this? Hiding in an Oreo factory? Could be. That's just another chapter in this saga of panda!
Sifl & Ollie: Nooo!
[Panda Boy lets loose again]
The pandas are coming to rip off your head!
The pandas are coming on a rampage of the dead!
Ollie: The hell?!
Panda Boy[talking]: Like the shark, the panda has millions of teeth...
Sifl: Okay, cut off the oxygen in the other room...
Panda Boy[talking]: ...which it uses like a hacksaw to cut through bone, candy and fences.
Olllie: That's a lie.
Panda Boy[talk]: The Chinese believe that if you find a discarded panda tooth, you have the power to summons Godzilla.
Sifl: Wow!
Panda Boy[talk]: I'm drunk on panda mystery.
[Panda Boy at it again]
The pandas are coming, so hide under your bed!
The pandas are coming to rip your arse to shreds!
Panda Boy[talking]: This has been chapter one in my ongoing songs about the panda, which shall cease at number eight hundred and twenty. You will see me again, Mr. Sifl!
Sifl: Just, ah, get a clue.
Panda Boy: Get a panda!
