Bad Ting Song Rastamouse

# Zooba zooba zooba dan

# Zooba zooba zooba day

# Rastamouse and Scratchy and Zoomer

# Also known as the Easy Crew

# Crime fighters They're very special agents

# Playing reggae when the work is through

# Give it up, give it up

# Give it up for the Easy Crew

# Solvin' mysteries in the neighbourhood

# Always there to make a bad ting good. #

Boy, that is one wicked swing you got there, Wensley.

-Look at the ball heading straight to the hole.

-Not bad,

if me do say so meself.

-Oh, boy.

-Hang in there, Toots.

Hey, Nathan, me need your help. And fast.

W-w-where's me ball? Go on, go on.

-Dat's one sweet rhythm!

-Wicked!

RADIO BUZZES

WENSLEY ON RADIO: 'Rastamouse. Come in, come in. Are you reading me?

'Message from President Wensley Dale.

'Me need your help immediately. But, me no won't you to come to me crib.

'Dis a different kind of emergency. Me having an issue with me swing.

-'So get yourself to the seventh tee.'

-Seventh tee! Where that?

Of course, President Wensley, him practising for that

-crucial golfing competition at the golf course.

-Me wonder what he want?

Come on, crew, let's go and find out.

Rastamouse, are you sure this is the right place?

This is the seventh tee, but there's no sign of the Pres.

-Me sure him round here somewhere. Keep looking, Easy Crew.

-Wensley?

-Toots, nice shot.

-Rastamouse, thanks.

-Have you seen Wensley Dale?

Me think he's over there looking for his ball.

Ah, that's cool. Catch ya later. This way, guys.

Wensley?

Ah, Rastamouse. Easy Crew. Thank goodness you here.

Dere's something me can't understand.

Me been playing with Toots but me lose all me golf ball,

so me look for them here in the sand.

The game started proper, me was playing me best.

Me coach, Chip, gave me ten out of ten.

But den me golf ball, dem all disappear. And Toots win again.

-And again.

-That sounds real serious.

The most land-whopping golf contest is coming up

and me been practising real hard and taking extra lessons with Chip.

But me have to say that me been getting worse and worse.

Me lost so many golfing balls that me think me will have to give it up.

No way!

And now, me is well confused cos me can't even find me golf clubs.

No worry yourself. Maybe you should head back to the mansion

while the Easy Crew look for clues.

Scratchy, Zoomer, we need to find Wensley's clubs and balls.

-Later, Wensley.

-Laters, Easy Crew.

-Nothing here.

-Nothing here, neither.

Ah, check this out.

Dat look like a sandy paw print.

-From the bunker where Wensley Dale lost his ball.

-And him clubs.

Maybe someone took them clubs and left these paw prints.

Ah, good tinking, Zoomer. Easy Crew, follow them tracks.

Dat's weird. We're nearly back at the President's mansion.

And dem tracks lead right through the front door.

What? Dem look like the President's clubs. And dem is

-definitely the President's golf balls.

-How did they get back here?

That's one big mystery, for sure.

-Easy Crew? Oh, me clubs!

-And all your golf balls.

-But where did you find them?

-Right here, Mr President.

-But, how?

-Me no understand.

-Me neither.

Me definitely had them on the golf course this morning.

-And you sure you no bring them back yourself?

-Quite sure.

Wensley Dale, do you recognise this?

-Me never seen it before in me life.

-That look like a...

-..plectrum!

A what?

It's a tiny triangle of plastic that you can use to play your guitar.

And dis one look unique. It marked with a letter T. Look!

Me wonder if that belong to the mouse that thiefing

me clubs and balls.

Me tink we have an idea to work out wa'gwan.

Me need you to get yourself back on that golf course and double quick.

You do? But, me no want to lose again.

You concentrate on the game and leave the rest to us.

Easy Crew, come with me.

What you want us to do, Rastamouse?

-Just keep an eye on Wensley's golden ball.

-And then what?

-You'll see.

Me hope so.

What you reckon? Dat look like one crucial shot you not gonna beat.

You sure about that? Come on, Wensley.

Not bad, Wensley.

Maybe Rastamouse was right, if me concentrate on me game,

then it all gonna be all right.

Come on, Toots.

Nathan, me need your help again.

-Can you see it?

-Me sure can. That was one mega-tastic shot!

-Then let me have a look, too.

-No, if me you give them binocular to you,

then me not able to keep an eye on the President's ball.

-Zoomer, just let me look.

-Guys, just chill. Let Scratchy have a look.

Oh!

What you hoping to see, Rastamouse?

-Me thinking that there's a mousehole.

-Zoomer!

-You sure you could see Wensley's ball?

-For real. Why?

-Me no see nothing.

-What?

The ball was right in the middle... Wensley's ball! It gone!

Scratchy, me knew me should have kept dem binocular.

-Zoomer, it no my fault.

-No time for arguing, crew. Look.

-On, no! Me sure the ball landed here. Toots, did you see it?

-No.

-Maybe you hit it into the woods again.

-Dis is unbelievable.

-Toots, Wensley, how's the game?

-Huh, Easy Crew?

Rastamouse?

Me have to say that your plan no work. Me ball gone missing again.

Me just no ready for the competition this year.

-Me sorry to hear that. But maybe you're being a little hasty.

-No.

Me got things to do. And no more time to practise.

Me got to go, Rastamouse. Laters, Toots.

Dis one mighty problem for true.

Easy Crew, do you see anything familiar?

-More of them sandy paw prints.

-Maybe we should follow them again.

Toots, do you wanna join us?

Me just remembered that me got a crucial gig.

-Me need to go and practise.

-OK.

-But if you're playing your guitar, won't you be needing this?

-Oh...

Me plectrum? Me must have dropped it.

-You sure you not know who might have made these sandy paw prints?

-Yeah...

-Nathan. Me thinking he took them out now.

-Nathan?

From the Mousetails? What him doing here?

And what's he doing with the President's ball?

-Me think that you two got some explaining to do.

-Oh, Rastamouse.

We play the golf championship every year

and me won three times in a row.

But the Pres, he gone and practised real hard.

And this year, me gonna lose, me know.

So me asked Nathan here, to help me out.

And when Wensley looked the other way, Nathan make all them

golfing bowls disappear. So the Pres thinking he could not play.

-You hid all of Wensley's golden golfing balls?

-Just so you could win?

That's right. Me sorry.

Toots, me tink you know what you did was wrong.

And you made Wensley feel sad, dat is clear.

Don't you tink he deserve to win since he practised

so hard this year?

You're right, Rastamouse. Wensley deserve to win.

Me so embarrassed that you caught me cheating. What's even worse,

me have no idea how me can make this bad ting good.

You need to make sure that Wensley gets all his golfing balls back.

True dat.

But it's the President's feelings we should all think about.

-Oh...

-Then what can we do, Rastamouse?

Toots, Nathan, me tink that's a problem that's easy to fix.

You made your friend feel bad, you can see,

we need to get the Pres back on the course.

Then you can make a heartfelt apology.

PHONE RINGS

Greetings. Oh, he did? Dat is dread. Uh-huh.

And me skills, dem getting better? So you need me at the course?

Me not sure. Oh, OK.

-Hey, Wensley.

-Ah, Toots.

I'm sorry, Wensley, for making all your balls disappear.

Me was not sure how to make a bad ting good,

but then Rastamouse had a wicked idea.

-But...

-So. Here comes my apology.

# Now, me not sure This will make a bad ting good

# But me know that me need to try

# To say sorry for all The silly tings me done

# Cos me jealous and me not know why

# So let me put this friendship Back on course

# With this original likkle song

# It's from a breda Who respect the tings you do

# So, please, forgive me For all me done wrong

# Please forgive me... #

Oh, man! That was one crucial song Toots wrote for the Pres.

You know what I'm saying? That coming from the heart for sure.

And it sure inspired Wensley to go and win that golfing competition.

And, Easy Crew, me most definitely proud

that we helped Wensley and Toots be friends again.

-Wicked!

-Cool!

RADIO BUZZES

'Easy crew, come in, come in. Are you reading me?

'Message from President Wensley Dale. Listen up, you three.

'Rastamouse, you done real good. Me love that apology plan.

'So, me off to play another round with Toots.'

Tanks. Me love that. Irie, man.

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