Fun ITT we post random song lyrics out of context

It's gotta be rock and roll music if you wanna dance with me,

I got no kicks against modern jazz,
unless they try to play it too darn fast,
change the beauty of the melody,
until it sounds just like a symphony,

That's why I go for that rock and roll music,
it's got a backbeat you can't lose it,
any old way you use it,
it's gotta be rock and roll music,
if you wanna dance with me

 

Giddy-up jingle horse, pick up your feet.
Jingle around the clock.
Mix and a-mingle in the jingling feet.
That's the jingle bell rock!

 

Hup two three four, keep it up two three four, hup two three four,
hup two three four, company SURROUND!

Oh the aim of our patrol,
is a question rather droll,
For to march and drill over field and hill,

Is a military goal, is a military goal.

 

We are happy, we are merry,
We are happy, we are merry,
We got a rhyming dictionary,
We got a rhyming dictionary.

Sound off.
One! Two!
One more time!
Three! Four!
Bring it on home now!
One! Two! Three! Four!
One! Two! ... Three-Four!

 

Fighting soldiers from the sky
Fearless men who jump and die
One hundred men they'll test today
But only three win the Green Beret

 

Stronger than one, stronger than ten, stronger than a hundred men

 

Oh the world will sing of an English King,
A thousand years from now,
And not because he passed some laws,
Or had that lofty brow.

 

Now I'm the king of swingers oh, the Jungle VIP,
I've reached the top and had to stop and that's what's bothering me,
I want to be a man, man-cub, and stroll right into town,
and be just like the other men, I'm tired of monkeying around.

 

If you're in trouble he will save the day,
He's brave and he's fearless come what may,
Without him the mission would go astray,

He's Arnold, Arnold, Arnold Rimmer,
Without him life would be much grimmer,
He's handsome, trim, and no-one slimmer,
He will never need a zimmer.

He's Arnold, Arnold, Arnold Rimmer,
More reliable than a garden strimmer,
He's never been mistaken for Yul Brynner,
He's not bald, and his head doesn't glimmer.

Master of the wit and the repartee,
His command of space directives is uncanny,
How come he's such a genius?
Don't ask me!

Ask Arnold, Arnold, Arnold Rimmer,
He's also a fantastic swimmer,
And if you play your cards right,
Then he just might come round for dinner.

 

We'll follow the old man wherever he wants to go,
as long as he wants to go opposite to the foe,
We'll follow the old man wherever he wants to stay
as long as he stays away from the battle's fray.

Because we love him, we love him,
especially when he keeps us on the ball.
And we'll tell the kiddies we answered duty's call
with the grandest son of a soldier of them all.

 

Oh, the grand old Duke of York,
He had ten thousand men;
He marched them up to the top of the hill,
And he marched them down again.

And when they were up, they were up,
And when they were down, they were down,
And when they were only half-way up,
They were neither up nor down.

 

War is a science with rules to be applied, which good soldiers appreciate recall and recapitulate before they go to decimate the other side...


The army of the enemy is stationed on the hill, so we've got to bring them down here, and this is how we will,
Our men in the ravine, that's this area in green
will move across the valley where they plainly can be seen,

And the enemy in blue will undoubtedly pursue,
For that's what you depend upon an enemy to do

 

I am the very model of a modern Major General,
I've information vegetable, animal, and mineral,
I know the kings of England, and I quote the fights historical,
From Marathon to Waterloo in order categorical.

 

I’ve been a pauper a poet a puppet a pirate a pawn and a king.
I’ve been up and down and over and out, all over this thing.

 

I've got no strings so I have fun,
I'm not tied up to anyone,
They've got strings, but you can see,
There are no strings on me.

 

When there’s a smile in your heart, there’s no better time to start,
Think of all the joy you’ll find, when you leave the world behind, and bid your cares goodbye, you can fly.
You can fly

 

Ice is forming on the tips of my wings
Unheeded warnings, I thought, I thought of everything
No navigator to find my way home
Unladened empty and turned to stone
A soul in tension that's learning to fly
Condition grounded but determined to try

Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies
Tongue-tied and twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I

 

Did you ever know that you're my hero,
And everything I would like to be?
I can fly higher than an eagle,
For you are the wind beneath my wings.

 

I see my favorite boy, he sees me too.
My cheeks are rosy from smiling, laughing laughing are we all,
Maybe I might love you, maybe I might love you,
So hold on tight and hold me close,
You’re my hero,
Ponyo Ponyo Ponyo little fishy in the sea.
Tiny little fishy, who could you really be?
Ponyo Ponyo Ponyo magic set you free,
Oh she’s a little girl with a round tummy!

 

Nothin′ lasts forever
Sure, they said it can get back.
It will get back!
But I have to get the money
For this cool Orktober tank!

It′s available for a short, short time,
Just trying to get the teef.
Oh yeah.
But money always comes and money always goes
And no, it′s really late starting it today
putting away.
And if I could take the time to lay this sum aside
I could rest my head knowing that he′s mine
All mine...

 

One for each other and all for one,
The three brave Amigos are we,
Brother to brother and every one,
A brave Amigo.

Wherever they need us, our destinies lead us,
Amigos we're always together,
And wherever we go, we're three brave Amigos,
And we'll be Amigos forever.

We are the three Amigos!
We are the three Amigos!
We are the three Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-migos!
And Amigos forever we'll be.

 

We be soldiers three,
Pardonnez-moi je vous en prie,
Lately come forth of the low country,
With never a penny of money.

 

We three kings of orient are,
Bearing gifts we traverse afar
Field and fountain, moor and mountain,
Following yonder star.

Oh, star of wonder, star of night,
Star with royal beauty bright.
Westward leading, still proceeding,
Guide with thy perfect light.

 

The elves are dressed in leather
And the angels are in chains
(Christmas with the Devil)
The sugar plums are rancid
And the stockings are in flames
(Christmas with the Devil)
There's a demon in my belly
And a gremlin in my brain

 

Just call me angel of the morning, baby
Just touch my cheek before you leave me