Fun ITT we post random song lyrics out of context

You've got to give a little, take a little,
and let your poor heart break a little.
That's the story of, that's the glory of love.

You've got to laugh a little, cry a little,
until the clouds roll by a little.
That's the story of, that's the glory of love.

 

Here's the story of a lovely lady.

 

If you wake at midnight, and hear a horse's feet,
Don't go drawing back the blind, or looking in the street,
Them that ask no questions isn't told a lie.
Watch the wall, my darling, while the Gentlemen go by.

Five and twenty ponies, trotting through the dark -
Brandy for the Parson, 'Baccy for the Clerk.
Laces for a lady; letters for a spy,
Watch the wall, my darling, while the Gentlemen go by!

 

She'll be driving six white horses when she comes

 

Ride a cock-horse to Banbury Cross,
To see a fine lady upon a white horse;
Rings on her fingers and bells on her toes,
And she shall have music wherever she goes.

 

With rings on her fingers
And bells on her toes
Has anybody seen my
Sweet gypsy Rose?

 

Painting the roses red,
We're painting the roses red,
We dare not stop,
Or waste a drop,
So let the paint be spread.

 

I want some red roses
For a blue lady

 

Call up your men, dilly dilly,
set them to work,
Some with a rake, dilly dilly,
some with a fork;
Some to make hay, dilly dilly,
some to thresh corn,
Whilst you and I, dilly dilly,
keep ourselves warm.

Lavender’s blue, dilly, dilly,
lavender’s green,
When I am king, dilly, dilly,
you shall be queen.

 

This is what you asked for, heavy is the crown
Fire in the sunrise, ashes rainin' down
Try to hold it in, but it keeps bleedin' out
This is what you asked for, heavy is the...
Heavy is the crown

 

So I'll cherish the old rugged cross
And exchange it one day for a crown

 

The hands that hold the scepters, every head that holds a crown,
They'll always give their all for me, they'll never let me down,
I'm on my way to far away, tah tah and toodle-oo,
And fare thee well, and bon voyage, arrivederci too.

 

God save the king

 

I'm gonna be a mighty king, so enemies beware.

 

He hath loosed the fateful lightning
Of His terrible swift sword

 

The waves grew high, The ship began to roll,
The wind blew strong and the storm-bell toll'd,
The sailors muttered, “There must be a jinx on board.”

The rain beat down, the lightning flashed,
The thunder roared and the top mast crashed,
The sailors muttered, “There sure is a jinx on board”.

Soon all the sailors were decided,
That someone in the passengers or crew,
Had brought down an evil look upon them,
So there was only one thing left to do:

They all drew lots, and it fell out
That Jonah lost and they gave a shout:
“The jinx is Jonah, just look what he has drawed!”
“Take that Jonah-man and throw him overboard!”

 

I used to know where the bottom was
Somewhere far under the ocean waves
Up on a ledge I was looking down
It was far enough to keep me safe
But the ground was cracked open
Threw me in the ocean
Cast me out away at sea
And the waves are still breaking
Now that I awaken
No one’s left to answer me

 

I'll tell you a tale of the bottomless blue,
And it's hey to the starboard, heave-ho,
Look out, lad, a mermaid be waiting for you,
In mysterious fathoms below.

 

When you're diving at night, and your feet feel the bite, that's a moray!

 

When the jaws open wide and there's more jaws inside, that's a moray.

 

Gather round while I sing you of Wernher von Braun,
A man whose allegiance is ruled by expedience.
Call him a Nazi, he won’t even frown,
"Ha, Nazi, Schmazi!" says Wernher von Braun.

Don't say that he's hypocritical,
Say rather that he's apolitical.
"Once the rockets are up, who cares where they come down?
That's not my department," says Wernher von Braun.

 

I was on top of the world, living high,
It was right in my pocket.
I was living the life,
Things were just the way they should be.
When from out of the sky like a bomb comes some little punk in a rocket,
Now all of a sudden some strange things are happening to me.

 

I'm a rocket man

 

And the rockets' red glare,
The bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night,
That our flag was still there.

 

Pledge allegiance to the flag
Whatever flag they offer