Trent Johnson : Audio Archive

The Bananaman he comes from a hole in the ground The Bananaman will take you without a sound To his land where the trees grow upside down And everything is yellow, unless it is brown

The Bananaman will take you to his banana house His banana friends are gathered there, they just hang out From banana trees you hear them whisper and shout They are saying loveley things But you just can't tell what they're talking about

Bananamen like to sing about the birds and the bees And the elephant trees With trunks that shoo the bees that bruise Our banana knees

The Bananaman he tells you it's time to go home You had a super-duper time, but if you're left alone You will turn a pretty yellow right down to the bone And I will have to call you Bananaman When I call you on the telephone On the telephone

You better go home

(Bananaman)