Karaoké Pretty Little Dead Things Paddington: The Musical (Victoria Hamilton-Barritt)

When I was a little girl my father traveled 'round the world

He'd write about the fascinating things he'd see

But did he ever bring back anything for me

No he'd just sent me photographs of lions, hippos and giraffes

Forget the expeditions

I wanted exhibitions

Something I could feel

Something that was real

So take a deep breath

You guessed

I wanted pretty little dead things to hang upon the wall

First I have to slay it then I like to flay it and display it

I don't care how big or small

Give me pretty little dead things

That's what I want to see

'Cos no-one loves a pretty little dead thing more than me

It amazes me that people find it quite bizarre when seeing creatures in a jar

A kitten or a camel

A reptile or a mammal

Any kind of beast as long as it's deceased

Take your last breath

Oh yes

All the pretty little dead things make me feel alive

If you wanna see 'em swap the Mausoleum for Museum and I happily supply

All the pretty little dead things that you'll ever need

'Cos no-one makes a pretty little dead thing quite like me

Yeah yeah

So when the family pup has had enough why not get it stuffed with lots of fluff

Though he's never going to fetch that ball he'll be great at playing dead in the hall

If you reverse on the neighbor's cat

I can pump it up in seconds flat

From invertebrates to amphibia

I've stuffed an encyclopaedia

An ant, a bee

A carp and a dog

Elephants, frogs

Two giraffes and a hog

Iguanas and jellyfish

Twelve kangaroos

Lemurs and manatees

I'll stuff the zoo

Narwhals and octopi

Quite a few quail

Red-crested robins and seventeen snails

All kind of tigers

Don't care where they're born

If they were real

I'd stuff unicorns

Vultures and worms

Xantus and yak and a zebra and we're almost done

I've stuffed and stuffed everything on this planet but one

It has to be

I need a bear

Nothing else compares

Say goodbye Peru

I'll send it to oblivion

Where my father failed

I will prevail

And once that bear is mine

I'll be the best explorer of all time

Pretty little dead bear

Nowhere you can hide

I'll make it an exhibit but first I need to kill it then fill it up with formaldehyde

'Till it's a pretty little dead bear

What it was born to be

'Cos no-one loves a pretty little dead thing

No-one loves a pretty little dead thing

No-one loves a pretty little dead thing more than me