School Of Rock Rastamouse

# Zooba dooba dooba dang

# Zooba dooba dooba day

# Rastamouse and Scratchy and Zoomer

# Also known as da 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 da Easy Crew

# Solvin' mysteries in the neighbourhood

# Always there to make a bad ting good. #

Man, me can' believe Bagga T's world tour nearly done already.

For real.

Me so excited about playing at his final gig.

You know what I'm saying?

And me so happy it taking place right here in Grove Town.

True dat.

That's vibing, bongo boy! Hee-hee-hee!

That's proper heavy!

Me tink it still needs something extra, but me nah know what!

BUZZ! CRACKLE!

'Rastamouse, come in, come in! Are you reading me?

'Message from President Wensley Dale -

come immediately!'

Looks like we needed by the Prez, guys.

But what we going to do 'bout finishing this tune?

Me nah know yet, but me sure we'll tink of something.

Come on Crew, let's shift!

Yo, Prez - wa'gwan?

Ah, Easy Crew - thank goodness you're here.

Me got problems with them orphans, for true.

Me tink they been neglecting their studies, and me nah know what to do!

Ever since Bagga T went on tour,

me hear lesson time nah been the same.

And me sent in a highly qualified teacher,

so me know him can' be to blame.

Bandulu called and him fretting so much

that him hardly know where to begin.

Because when them orphans should be doing their spelling and sums,

them just making bare noise and ting!

You nah worry yourself, Wensley - da Easy Crew is on the case!

Come on, Crew - let's head to the orphanage and check it out!

Laters, Prez!

-Yo, Bandulu!

-Yo, Easy Crew!

-Boy, me is glad to see you guys!

-Why? Wa'gwan?

Me nah know! But ever since this replacement teacher, JB,

arrived to help out, there's been noting but loud noise and chaos

when them likkle ones should be getting on with their lessons!

Are you sure, Bandulu? It sound pretty quiet now?

That's because JB's taken the likkle ones on an educational field trip

in the orphanage minibus.

So them going on a trip to a field?

-That no sound very exciting!

-Hoo-hoo!

A field trip nah necessarily mean them

gone on a trip to a field, Zoomer!

It just mean them gone somewhere special to learn about something!

-Oh!

-Do you have any idea where JB took them, Bandulu?

Me nah sure, but him did mention something about trying to get

-to a lot of rocks and metal and ting, for the likkle ones.

-Hmm...

-So what you tink JB want with metal and rock and ting?

-Me nah sure.

But it probably for some kind of science experiment or something.

Oh! And now them is late for them lunch!

Ya nah fret now, Bandulu - da Easy Crew will investigate!

Come on, Crew - let's shift. Laters, Bandulu!

Oh, thanks, guys! Laters!

Oh, look, guys!

-Tyre tracks!

-They must be from the orphanage minibus!

Nice work, Crew - let's follow them!

Maybe this is where JB and them likkle one are.

Carlton's always got plenty of metal in that recycling yard.

For real - good tinking, Scratchy.

Yo, Carlton - ya good?

Yo, Easy Crew! Me cool, thanks.

Wa'gwan with you guys?

You seen any sign of them likkle orphans

and their substitute teacher, JB?

Them is hunting for some metal for a science project.

No, sorry, guys - me nah seen them.

But maybe you should go check Fats?

Some of the engines he repair

have got bare bits of heavy metal and ting.

Good idea! Thanks, Carlton!

Come on, Crew - to the garage!

-Laters.

-Later, guys.

-Yo, Fats - you cool?

-Yo, Crew.

Me cool, thanks. What can me do for ya?

We as wondering if you seen JB and them likkle ones?

Them was after some metal and rock and ting

for their science experiment.

Nah, me sorry, guys - me nah seen them.

But if they looking for rock, there's no better place

to find plenty of that than them caves over at the beach.

Yeah, man - there's bare rocks there.

Thanks, Fats - ya solid!

-Catch you later!

-No problem, guys - laters!

Rastamouse, what we going do if them nah at them caves either?

-Me nah sure.

-Maybe them did go to a field after all?

LOUD ROCK MUSIC PLAYS INSIDE

Eh-hey?

-Man, me nah hear anything like that before!

-True dat.

-Boy!

That's some serious music, for real!

Me going to have to come back and check Stylus later.

Me gotta find out who that tune by!

Yo, Natty - wa'gwan?

Easy Crew! Me need your help!

The samples of the new fancy dress outfits me design, them gone!

Me left them hanging 'pon me washing line while me went out.

And when me came back, them disappear!

How anyone gon' to get to see me new designs now?

Ya nah worry yourself, Natty - we on a mission for the Prez right now,

but as soon as that's sorted, we going to try and find your outfits!

Ah, thanks, Easy Crew.

-Good luck with your mission. Laters!

-Laters, Natty!

LOUD ROCK MUSIC Look! There's the minibus!

And listen up!

That's weird - that sounds just like the music coming from Dub Shack!

Me tink you're right, Scratchy. Good work, Easy Crew.

Let's head for the caves -

they maybe on they way there to get them rocks.

-BOTH:

-Cool! Let's go!

LOUD MUSIC PLAYS INSIDE

-Wha'?

-Huh?

Listen!

Come on!

Ah! Check this out!

The likkle orphans!

-And that must be JB!

-Hey, guys - me tink we better call the Prez!

RING RING!

Greetings!

Oh, thank goodness! Hmm?

Uh-huh...

Wha' you say?

Ah, me see.

Me nah sure about that!

Me going to head over there, right now.

Hmm, that sound proper irregular.

LOUD ROCK MUSIC

Yo, JB! Me loving the vibes!

Them proper heavy, for true!

That band you formed sounding crucial!

But that nah what the Prez asked you to do!

You supposed to be teaching them likkle ones

their reading and spelling and sums.

But instead you got them playing screaming guitar,

heavy bass riffs and pounding on drums!

Me sorry me nah teach them all that stuff,

but where me come from, school life's proper dreary!

Them nah teach any art, music and ting,

so me tried something different, you hear me?

Me love all kinds of music,

so when me discover that the likkle ones love music too,

and how quickly them pick up the beats and stuff,

me get carried away and tried something new!

That's when we put all these instruments together

and formed this band.

And me borrowed these costumes so we could look the part!

But hol' on a minute!

-Why you need all that metal and rock that Bandulu say ya went to get?

-Ahh!

Hoo-hoo-hoo! Heavy metal and rock are kinds of music, Zoomer!

The sort of music them was just playing -

that's what JB must have been talking about!

That's right, Rastamouse -

that's why me took the likkle ones to the record store -

to pick up some rock CDs for inspiration.

Since when did Stylus sell heavy metal and rock?

Well, he told me he always has - it's just him nah get many requests

for it in Mouseland, cos everyone's bare into reggae and ting, ya know.

This is all very well,

but me tink it's time them orphans got back to lessons.

-ORPHANS:

-Aw...

Ya nah worry about that, President. Me tink JB been teaching them

-likkle ones bare things without even realising!

-Hmm, that's true.

-I've been teaching them how to count beats...

-Yeah!

-..and how to read lyrics and how to write a setlist!

-Yeah!

Me even help them practice their art.

-And they designed a wicked poster for the band!

-Ta-daa!

I'm sorry I didn't stick to the usual plan, Mr President - honestly!

That's OK, JB - me tink sometimes a bit of change might be no bad ting.

And me sorry for borrowing these wicked outfits

from Natty Cass without asking.

Ya nah worry about that, JB.

Cos me have an idea how to make a bad ting good -

by putting all the skills you taught them likkle ones to proper use!

And me tink you're even going to make Natty Cass happy too!

WHISPERS

That plan there sound proper, Rastamouse.

Come on, everyone!

Give it up for the brand-new,

awesome and powerful sounds of ABCD -

the heaviest heavy metal band in Mouseland!

LOUD ROCK MUSIC

# Me name's Bagga T, Bagga trouble, double-G

# Me left them orphans with this guy, JB

# The Prez, him worried that they break the rules

# But then them learn tings at JB's rock school!

# For true! #

GUITAR SOLO

BUZZ! CRACKLE!

'Easy Crew - come in, come in! Are you reading me?

'Message from President Wensley Dale -

'listen up, you three!

'Rastamouse, come in, come in!

Me loving this new rock band, and me tink ABCD, them seriously heavy!'

Thanks, me love that! Irie, man.

# 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. #