Graeme: [the boys find a song about the Jollyrock Lighthouse in a sea shanty compilation and eagerly start to sing it] Oh the winds they do blow, and the seas they do roar...
Tim, Graeme, Bill: [singing] ... when you're stuck on a lighthouse, ten miles from the shore. But you've heard of the Jollyrock, of that I am sure. Go there and your loved ones, will see you no more.
Tim, Graeme, Bill: [singing, suddenly worried] Oh, don't go to the Jollyrock, whatever you do. I wouldn't go near it if I was you.
Graeme: [singing] So away from the Jollyrock I advise you to race.
Tim: It's utterly apalling
[Confused]
Tim: and not at all nace?
Bill: [singing, worried] For nasty things happen there, it's such a disgrace...
Tim, Graeme, Bill: [singing, now really worried] 'Cause people get killed there all over the place! OH, don't go to the Jollyrock, whatever you do. I wouldn't go near it, if I was you.
Tim: [completely hysterical] Oh, the next verse is censored because it's too horrible even to talk about!
Tim: [runs out] I don't feel well!
Bill: [singing, halfheartedly] Well your blood will run cold , and your heart fill with dread.
Graeme: [singing, halfheartedly] For the Jollyrock is plagued with the souls of the dead!
Bill: [singing] If you stay there one night...
[speaks, terrified]
Bill: you'll go clean off your head!
Graeme, Bill: [singing, weakly] And in no time at all you will probably catch mumps...
[Double-check the line]
Graeme, Bill: ... Mumps?
Tim: That doesn't even rhyme!