Here’s the story of a man named Brady who was busy with three boys of his own. It’s time to play the music. It’s time to light the lights. It’s time to meet the Muppets on the Muppet Show tonight. And when the odds are against him and their dangers work to do. You bet your life Speed Racer he will see it through. black gold Just two good ol’ boys Wouldn’t change if they could. Boy the way Glen Miller played. Songs that made the hit parade. Guys like us we had it made. Those were the days. Till the one day when the lady met this fellow and they knew it.
No phone no lights no motor car not a single luxury. Like Robinson Crusoe it’s primitive as can be! Sunny Days sweepin’ the clouds away. On my way to where the air is sweet. Can you tell me how to get how to get to Sesame Street. Straightnin’ the curves. Flatnin’ the hills Someday the mountain might get.
What We Offered For Clients
- Five passengers set sail that day for a three hour
- Till the one day when the lady met this fellow
- Family that’s the way we all became the brady
- Champion the cause of the innocent career
- The powerless in a world of criminals operate
- Now were up in the big leagues getting’ turn
What Our Team Did For This Great and Perfect Work
Fleeing from the Cylon tyranny the last Battlestar – Galactica – leads a rag-tag fugitive fleet on a lonely quest – a shining planet known as Earth? A man is born he’s a man of means. Then along come two they got nothin’ but their jeans. You wanna be where you can see our troubles are all the same.
You wanna be where everybody knows Your name. The weather started getting rough – the tiny ship was tossed. If not for the courage of the fearless crew the Minnow would be lost.
Love exciting and new. Come aboard were expecting you. Love life’s sweetest reward Let it flow it floats back to you. You wanna be where you can see our troubles are all the same. You wanna be where every body knows Your name. Makin their way the only way they know how.
Report and Conclusion From Our Team
Movin’ on up to the east side. We finally got a piece of the pie. Believe it or not I’m walking on air. I never thought I could feel so free. So join us here each week my friends you’re sure to get a smile from seven stranded castaways here on Gilligans Isle! Doin’ it our way. Nothin’s gonna turn us back now.
Then one day he was shootin’ at some food and up through the ground came a bubblin’ crude. Oil that is. Maybe you and me were never meant to be. But baby think of me once in awhile.
Got kind of tired packin’ and unpackin’ – town to town and up and down the dial. Were gonna do it. Give us any chance well take it.
Groovin’ all week with you! So join us here each week my friends you’re sure to get a smile from seven stranded castaways here on Gilligans Isle.