G&TV: Azzek Op Vakantie Gon Quickies Posted by Ian Symes on 20th June 2018, 20:23 Hello and welcome once again to G&TV. It’s a shorter than usual video this month, but an incredibly interesting, and ever so slightly surreal, one. Full credit must go to our very own Darrell, who recently discovered the existence of a cover version of The Chicken Song – the parody novelty single, with lyrics by Rob and Doug, which originated in Spitting Image and later reached number one in the UK charts – recorded by a Belgian band called De Strangers. After Darrell tweeted about this, Ben Baker then went and dug out the video… This performance, we’re informed by this Belgian website, took place on the 1st July 1986, less than a month after the original version vacated the top spot back home. It’s certainly fun to watch that familiar melody being belted out by eager middle-aged Belgians, but we’re not sure how much of Rob and Doug’s work survived alongside composer Philip Pope’s. De Strangers were a satirical group who (according to Dutch Wikipedia via Google Translate) usually took existing tunes and added their own Antwerp dialect lyrics. We did mange to find the lyrics online, but Google struggles to translate them, other than something mildly disconcerting about Arabs. I don’t suppose we have any native Antwerpians on hand to clarify? In the meantime, we’ll leave you with the cover art to the single, seared into your eyes forever. UPDATE (21/06/2018): We now have an English translation of the lyrics! And yes, we can confirm that they’re virtually unrecognisable from Rob & Doug’s version. Many thanks to Scarlet Nat for providing the translation. Every year again I prepare my suitcase I step in an aeroplane Because they won’t see me here anymore Most of the time the weather sucks here. I’m more than done with it all that coldness and wetness I want to be in Spain.. or otherwise with the Arabs doesn’t make a difference to me.. as long as it’s warmer than here. When I go on holiday I want sun every day because I like to profit from good weather I lay bronzed-burned on a deck chair on the beach Every day I feel a gentleman I’m like a millionaire Wearing my swimming trunks and my big sunglasses you should see me go there I do just what I want I’m having a blast with a Sangria in my hand That pleases me more than our hot tea at home. And you never here complaints here no nagging and pecking and I say every day I regret that I don’t live here. When I go on holiday I want sun every day because I amuse myself best with good weather I have here thankyouverymuch every day another love That’s for me as a bloke a piece of cake. Take the aeroplane don’t listen to Armand Pien (the weatherman) and have no fear Go to the south just like me throw that umbrella with the old winter coat Go then if possible to the sun, like everyone When I go on holiday I want sun every day because I like to profit from the good weather la la la la la..