Mr. Toot - Ylvis

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!