Chirpy and the Calming Cuckoo Crew
By Steve Cleverley and Sanj Sen
Snuggle up and make yourself comfy. Tonight we’re visiting the moonlit Moshi treetops to meet Chirpy, a cute little Moshling Chaffinch who loves listening to the sweet tweets of Moshtown legends. But most of all he loves the soulful sound of the Calming Cuckoo Crew.
Whenever I dream, I tweet with you, only you
Whenever I dream, we just cuckoo, me and you
Chirping and chirruping floats on the breeze
Singing and warbling up here in the trees
Let’s stay together, through good times and bad
When we cuckoo we can never be sad
Chirpy is a Chaffinch, with feathers soft and blue
And even though he chirps a lot, he loves a good ‘cuckoo’
He finds the sound relaxes him, it’s like a lullaby
Unfortunately he can’t cuckoo however hard he tries
His chirps are very soothing, and his warble’s sweet and calming
But when it comes to cuckooing the sound is far from charming
He practises each evening from his little birdbox home
Unfortunately the noise he makes sounds like a cracked trombone
So Chirpy’s going on a flight that’s long been overdue
To seek instruction from the famous Calming Cuckoo Crew
This legendary vocal group are stars and world renowned
For creating what is now known as the Moshtown Cuckoo Sound
Whenever I dream, I tweet with you, only you
Whenever I dream, we just cuckoo, me and you
Chirping and chirruping floats on the breeze
Singing and warbling up here in the trees
Let’s stay together, through good times and bad
When we cuckoo we can never be sad
Chirpy waits till twilight then soars into the skies
There ain’t no mountain high enough to stop him as he flies
He’s heading into Moshtown, a very tuneful spot
Where Moshling birds who love to sing, cuckoo and dance a lot
Chirpy wants to hang out with the Calming Cuckoo Crew
But first of all he takes in the amazing moonlit view
Flying through the wispy clouds the stars begin to twinkle…
Against the jet black Moshi sky they look like sparkly sprinkles
In the distance Chirpy sees a forest by a stream
So he chirrups some delightful birdsong, soothing and serene
As he soars towards the trees he spots a little town…
That’s hidden in the forest, so he tweets then swoops on down
Whenever I dream, I tweet with you, only you
Whenever I dream, we just cuckoo, me and you
Chirping and chirruping floats on the breeze
Singing and warbling up here in the trees
Let’s stay together, through good times and bad
When we cuckoo we can never be sad
Skimming over branches laced with fragrant honeysuckle
Chirpy hears sweet music, and a very low-pitched chuckle
He touches down in Moshtown and spots a famous face
It’s Smokey from the Cuckoo Crew, who sings their soothing bass
“Goodness me,” says Chirpy, “I can’t believe it’s you!”
“You best believe it” Smokey says, “I guess you dig my Crew?”
“Absolutely,” Chirpy tweets, “You guys are just the best…
I’d love to cuckoo just like you then get a good night’s rest”
“Well follow me, I guarantee you’ll be cuckooing soon”
Says Smokey as he flutters off and starts to gently croon
Chirpy follows Smokey, as he flaps upon a breeze
Past countless little birdboxes, amongst the towering trees
Whenever I dream, I tweet with you, only you
Whenever I dream, we just cuckoo, me and you
Chirping and chirruping floats on the breeze
Singing and warbling up here in the trees
Let’s stay together, through good times and bad
When we cuckoo we can never be sad
Moshtown is a glorious place, cuckooing fills the air
And birds of every Moshling species flutter everywhere
Soulful groups of sparrows are dancing in the streets
While lesser-spotted woodpeckers tiptap some groovy beats
Smokey finally lands and Chirpy can’t believe his eyes
Cos they’re right beside a birdbox he can’t fail to recognise
“This is HitsVille,” Smokey says, “Where we write all our songs…
And this evening we’re rehearsing, so my bandmates won’t be long”
Chirpy is excited ‘cos he’s such a massive fan
And learning from the the Cuckoo Crew is just what he had planned
Through the treetops Chirpy hears a chorus of cuckoos
And as he looks around he sees the rest of Smokey’s crew
Whenever I dream, I tweet with you, only you
Whenever I dream, we just cuckoo, me and you
Chirping and chirruping floats on the breeze
Singing and warbling up here in the trees
Let’s stay together, through good times and bad
When we cuckoo we can never be sad
Smokey introduces Chirpy to his cuckoo band
The finest warbling vocal group in all the Moshi land
There’s Otis, their star tenor, whose cuckoos sound quite squeaky
And Wilson, he’s their baritone, who trained with Martha Beaky
Finally there’s Marvin, their second tenor star
Whose cuckoos sound like golden honey, even from afar
Smokey says, “This Chirpy Chaffinch wants to hear us sing…
And watch us do that dance routine, where we all flap our wings”
Otis warbles, Wilson smiles, then Marvin turns and tweets
“I’ll bet you never thought that this place was where we come to meet?”
“Well, I heard it on the grapevine but I wasn’t really sure”
Says Chirpy as he steps inside their little birdhouse door
Whenever I dream, I tweet with you, only you
Whenever I dream, we just cuckoo, me and you
Chirping and chirruping floats on the breeze
Singing and warbling up here in the trees
Let’s stay together, through good times and bad
When we cuckoo we can never be sad
Now inside the HitsVille birdbox, Chirpy takes a seat
And watches as the group warm up, performing lots of tweets
Smokey taps his little foot upon the wooden floor
And then the Crew come in on cue, upon the count of four
Chirpy can’t believe the beauty of their sweet cuckoos
They’re soulful and inspiring, yet rooted in the blues
Chirpy thinks how sweet it is to watch the Crew in action
And when they finally end their song they’re wowed by his reaction
Chirpy hops towards the door and opens up his beak
They think he’s going to chirrup, tweet, or maybe even speak!
He takes a breath and glances round while winking at the Crew
Then soars into the heavens and lets out… a sweet cuckoo
It seems what Chirpy’s witnessed has helped with his technique
And now he know that good cuckooing starts right at the beak
He’ll never be as good as his new friends in the Crew
But at least he’s now the world’s first Chaffinch able to cuckoo
Goodnight… and tweet dreams
