Budgie and the Jets

Ja, I remember
Ou Budgie well
Didn't he and the Jets play there
At the Cumberland Hotel?

On a Gallo guitar
And a homemade speaker box
Yoh, they were playing at the interval
At the 20th Century Fox

He played like Hank Marvin
And Duane Eddy and those ous
He sounded like the records
When he used his tremolo

If he didn’t know the minor chord
He'd use a major one instead
And he'd go down on his knees
And play the guitar behind his head

Budgie, Budgie and the band the Jets
Coughed like cowboys on their cigarettes
Budgie a breker on his 50cc
He played "Peter Gunn" in the key of E

Now one night in the Boland
They held a battle of the bands
Budgie and the Jets were there
And a few of their fans

It was a helluva night
You know as I recall
Because they nearly blew the roof off
Of the Eben Strydom Memorial Hall

Now Budgie played lead
Up on stage like a star
With Fanie on the bass
And Kokkie on rhythm guitar

I forget what the drummer’s name was
But he was hit, hitting that snare
He tattoos on his arms
He had Brylcreem in his hair

Budgie, Budgie and the band the Jets
Coughed like cowboys from those cigarettes
Budgie a breker on his 50cc
He played "Peter Gunn" in the key of E

'Twas Budgie and the Jets that night
Well they walked off with the prize
In their, their white satin shirts
And their, their velvet bow ties

When they came up on the stage
They took a bow with such style
And then a young girl screamed "Budgie!"
And she fainted in the aisle

I saw him the other day you know
Ag, he was standing in the square
Still wearing that tie
And the grease in his hair

But he's not the same Budgie
That we knew you understand
Because he now plays the guitar
In a hallelujah gospel band

Budgie, Budgie and the band, the Jets
Coughed like cowboys on their cigarettes
Budgie a breker on his 50cc
He played "Peter Gunn" in the key of E