(The vultures sit on a dead tree)
Buzzy: (yawns) Hey, Flaps, what we gonna do?
Flaps: I don't know. What you wanna do?
Ziggy: I got it! Let's flap over to the east side of the jungle! They've always got a bit of action, a bit of a swinging scene. All right?
Buzzy: Ah, come off it! Things are right dead all over.
Ziggy: You mean you wish they were!
Dizzy: Very funny.
Buzzy: Okay, so what we gonna do?
Flaps: I don't know, what you wanna do?
Buzzy: Look, Flaps, first I say, "what we gonna do?" and then you say, "what you wanna do?", they I say, "what we gonna do?", you say "what you wanna do?", "what you gonna do", "what you wanna" - let's do something!
Flaps: Okay. What you wanna do?
Buzzy: Oh, blimey, there you go again. The same once again!
Ziggy: I've got it! This time, I've really got it.
Buzzy: So you got it. So what we gonna do?
Dizzy: Hold it lads. Look, look what's coming our way.
Flaps: Hey, what in the world is that?
Ziggy: What a crazy looking bunch of bones.
Dizzy: Yeah, and the're all walking about by themselves.
[They look at Mowgli who sits down on a stone]
Badger: We have to wait for the others come.
Buzzy: So what we gonna do?
Flaps: I don't know-- and now don't start that again!
Ziggy: Come on lads, come one let's have some fun with this little fella, this little [flockey?]
[They all fly down to Mowgli]
Flaps: Blimey, he's got legs like a storky.
Buzzy: Like a stork, heh-heh, but he ain't got no feathers.
Mowgli: Go ahead. Laugh. I don't care.
Rabbit: After all, he is not a bird.
[He walks off]
Dizzy: What's wrong with him?
Flaps: I think we overdid it.
Dizzy: We were just having a bit of fun that's all.
Buzzy: Just look at him. What a poor little fella. You know, he must be down on his luck.
Dizzy: Yeah, or he wouldn't be in our neighbourhood.
Buzzy: Hey, new kid, wait a minute, hey!
Mowgli: Just leave me alone.
Buzzy: Oh, come on, come on, what's wrong? You know, you look like you haven't got a friend in the world.
Mowgli: I haven't. Except for Rabbit and Badger.
Dizzy: Haven't you got a mother or a father?
Mowgli: No. Nobody wants me around.
Buzzy: Yeah, we know how you feel.
Dizzy: Nobody wants us around, either.
Buzzy: We may look a bit shabby, but we've got hearts.
Dizzy: And feelings, too.
Buzzy: And just to prove it to you, we're gonna let you join our little group.
Flaps: Kid, we'd like to make you an honorary vulture.
Mowgli: Thanks, but I'd rather be on my own alone.
Buzzy: Uh, now look, kid, everybody's got to have friends. Hey, fellas, are we his friends?
Flaps, Dizzy, Ziggy: (sing) We're your friends
We're your friends
We're your friends to the bitter end
Buzzy: The bitter end
Flaps: When you're alone
Buzzy, Dizzy, Ziggy: When you're alone
Flaps: Who comes around?
Buzzy, Dizzy, Ziggy: Who comes around?
Flaps: To pluck you up
Buzzy: give us a smile
Buzzy, Ziggy, Dizzy: When you are down
Flaps: And when you're
Flaps, Ziggy, Dizzy: outside looking in who's there
To open the door?
Buzzy: come on, kid, we need a tenor
Flaps, Ziggy, Dizzy: That's what friends are for.
Who's always eager to extend
A friendly claw?
That's what friends are for
And when you're lost
In dire need
Who's at your side
At lightning speed
[Shere Khan hears them]
We're friends of ev'ry creature
Coming down the pike
In fact we never met an animal
We didn't like
Buzzy: Heh, heh. you take it kid
Vultures: (with Rabbit, Badger and Mowgli) Didn't like
Buzzy: So you can see
Ziggy: can see
Buzzy: We're friends
Ziggy, Dizzy: we're friends
Buzzy: We're friends in need
Ziggy, Dizzy, Flaps: friends in need
Buzzy: And friends indeed
Buzzy: Take it easy lads, steady, steady.
Ziggy, Dizzy, Flaps: You're staying in the jungle...
Buzzy: W-w-watch it!
Shere Khan: (sings) That's what friends