The Brave Little Toaster Page #4

#The city of light #

# Light shines like a diamond

in the city at night #

#When that

diamond shines #

#You know that

everything's all right #

# But you know #

#We got a way to go #

#Let us meet the Master #

#We don't want

to make him wait #

#You just keep a-knocking

he will open up the gate #

#To that city of light #

# Master is a man

with a plan I can understand #

# Master is a man

of great reflection #

# Master is a man who lays

his hand across the land #

# Master is a man

of our affection #

#Time flies by

in the city of light #

#Time stands still

in the country #

#There's no time for

a fuss and a fight #

#As we travel the land #

#And I'd

be satisfied #

#Just to be

not denied #

#To reside

with some pride #

#While I ride

to the city #

#The city of light ##

Hey, everybody.

Look!

- A clearing!

- Great.

Spread out the blanket

and have a picnic.

I'm full of stickers.

My bag's full of

thistles and sticks...

and who knows

what else!

Whose idea was it

to come this way?

The lamp's.

Oh, yeah?

Who's supposed to be

the big shot navigator...

Mr. Loudmouth?

Mr. Big Loudmouth.

- Yeah.

- Where are we?

Give me a second and...

listen to this.

It's the top of the ninth,

the bases are loaded...

and Pee Wee Reese

is at the plate.

There's the pitch.

He connects.

Oh, and it's a triple play.

Knock it off!

We should all

settle down...

and try to get

some sleep.

This is my sleeping space.

Nobody crosses this line.

You better not wake us

up at 6:
00 as usual.

- Why are you complaining?

You didn't work today. - Yeah.

Go find your own place

to sleep, fuzz ball.

Watch it.

Are you blind?

It's a line.

Good night!

Come on,

I'm not the Master.

Go snuggle

somewhere else.

I'm trying to

get some sleep.

Go on.

Help!

Don't leave me.

Listen, listen.

What's that?

Over there!

Oh, look!

Light.

I see light!

Croak, croak!

Croak,

croak!

Croak, croak!

Croak,

croak!

Croak, croak!

Ribbit.

Ribbit.

That's the same

riff I used...

when I was drumming

for Cab Calloway.

Like this.

Cut that out!

# La, la-la-la-la-la, la #

# La, la-la-la-la-la, la #

Booga-booga.

Boodle-boodle.

Get out of here!

Hey fellas,

come look at this.

Whoa!

I'm trying to see.

Look at me!

Oh.

No, no.

It's just a reflection.

I'm not a flower.

Ribbit.

Come on, help me.

They're killing me.

Leave him alone!

Stop it.

Give me that.

He was chewing

on the Master.

Time to go.

Bye.

Are you sure this is the right direction?

As sure as I am honest.

Then we're definitely lost.

There might be lions

in there.

And tigers

and bears, oh my.

He's such a baby.

Waa-waa!

What's the matter,

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