Fun ITT we post random song lyrics out of context

Here are the cops of London town,
Hardworking, brave and true,
They drink their tea,
Stay up till three,
And take good care of you.

Here are the robbers of London town,
With crowbars and skeleton keys,
They growl and creep,
When you're asleep,
And take ... whatever they please.

Ho Ho for the robbers,
The cops and the robbers Ho Ho!

The worst of the robbers, as most of us know,
Is dreadful Grabber Dan,
His voice is gruff,
And he's pinched enough stuff,
To fill a furniture van.

His mates in the gang are Snatcher Jack,
And baby-faced Billy The Bag,
Peg-Leg Horace,
Fingers Maurice,
And villainous Grandma Swagg.

Ho Ho for the robbers,
The cops and the robbers Ho Ho!

 

A gangster, aye, a gangster, O! ’Tis well to be a gangster.

A blaster ever by thy side,
A stately barge in which to ride,
A fair, young damsel to thee tied,
’Tis well to be a gangster.

A gangster, aye, a gangster, O! ’Tis well to be a gangster.

Full many servants lend thee aid,
More guards than a Naboobrigade,
And bounty hunters on parade—
’Tis well to be a gangster.

 

He's a sinner,
Candy-coated,
For all his friends,
He always seems to be alone,
But they love him,
Bugsy Malone.

A city slicker,
He can charm you,
With a smile and a style all his own,
Everybody loves that man,
Bugsy Malone.

Hot-headed Bugsy makes his mind up,
Don't mess with Bugsy or you'll wind up,
Wishing you'd left well enough alone,
He's a man, a mountain,
He's a rolling stone.

And will he leave you,
Sad and lonely, crying?
I couldn't say, but it's known,
That everybody wants that man,
Bugsy Malone.

 

Macavity's a ginger cat, he's very tall and thin,
You would know him if you saw him, for his eyes are sunken in,
His brow is deeply lined with thought, his head is highly domed,
His coat is dusty from neglect, his whiskers are uncombed,

He sways his head from side to side, with movements like a snake,
and when you think he's half asleep, he's always - WIDE AWAKE!

 

All things dull and ugly,
All creatures short and squat,
All things rude and nasty,
The Lord God made the lot.

Each little snake that poisons,
Each little wasp that stings,
He made their brutish venom.
He made their horrid wings.

 

We've got our mamas and our papas in our hands.
We've got our mamas and our papas in our hands.
We've got our mamas and our papas in our hands.
We've got the whole world in our hands.

We've got our brothers and our sisters in our hands.
We've got our brothers and our sisters in our hands.
We've got our brothers and our sisters in our hands.
We've got the whole world in our hands.

We've got the little bitty baby in our hands
We've got the little bitty baby in our hands
We've got the little bitty baby in our hands
We've got the whole world in our hands.

We've got our aunts and our uncles in our hands.
We've got our aunts and our uncles in our hands.
We've got our aunts and our uncles in our hands.
We've got the whole world in our hands.

We've got our grandmas and our grandpas in our hands.
We've got our grandmas and our grandpas in our hands.
We've got our grandmas and our grandpas in our hands.
We've got the whole world in our hands.

We've got the earth and the water in our hands.
We've got the mountains and the valleys in our hands.
We've got the oceans and the rivers in our hands.
We've got the whole world in our hands.

 

I'm going to paint a perfect picture,
A world of makebelieve,
No more hunger, war or suffering,
The world I'd like to see.

The blackbird sings in the hedgerow.
The white owl sleeps in the barn.
The brown geese fly, a group in the sky.
The yellow chick pecks the corn.

I'm going to paint a perfect picture,
A world of makebelieve,
No more hunger, war or suffering,
The world I'd like to see.

The stream runs clear through the meadow,
The wheat ears swell with the grain,
The oak trees give them shelter and shade,
The sunlight bursts through the rain.

I'm going to paint a perfect picture,
A world of makebelieve,
No more hunger, war or suffering,
The world I'd like to see.

The farmers gather the harvest,
The children play by the mill,
The cattle chew and flick up their tails,
The ponies graze on the hill.

I'm going to paint a perfect picture,
A world of makebelieve,
No more hunger, war or suffering,
The world I'd like to see.

 

I can see clearly now the rain has gone.
I can see all obstacles in my way.

 

I'll be there someday, I can go the distance,
I will find my way if I can be strong,
I know every mile would be worth my while.
When I go the distance, I'll be right where I belong.

 

I got to Kansas City on a Friday
By Saturday I learned a thing or two.

 

Here we go looby loo.
Here we go looby light.
Here we go looby loo.
All on a Saturday night.

You put your left foot in.
You take your left foot out.
You give your foot a shake, shake, shake.
And turn yourself about.

 

Every time you smile, I smile, every time you shine, I shine for you

 

Smile, darn ya, smile,
You know this great world is a good world after all,
Smile, darn ya, smile,
And right away watch Lady Luck pay you a call.

 

Aristocats are never found in alleyways or hanging around the garbage cans where common kitties play, oh no!

 

Bring the music ringing from your chest and not your nose,
While you sing your scales and your arpeggios.

 

Läska min tunga,
ack söta safter,
sprider i kärlen ljud.
Jag är hedning; Hjärta, mun och krafter
dyrkar vinets gud.
Fattig, försupen,
i denna strupen
finns min rikedom.
I alla öden,
i bleka döden,
läskar jag min gom.
Och i min sista stund;
Glaset för till mun
Glaset för till mun

 

Lay down your souls to the gods Rock 'n' Roll...

 

We're going where the sun shines brightly
We're going where the sea is blue.
We've all seen it on the movies,
Now let's see if it's true.

Everybody has a summer holiday
Doin' things they always wanted to
So we're going on a summer holiday,
To make our dreams come true
For me and you.
For me and you.

 

Cowboy heroes,
cops and robbers,
glam our and strife,
bigger than life!
Sitting in the darkness,
what a world to see!
Let's go to the movies,
Annie, wait and see.

 

You said I know,
When I said I need some time, need some space

 

Rock-a-bye baby, in the space dock,
When the core blows, the shuttle will rock,
When the hull breaks, the shuttle will fall,
And down will come baby, shuttle and all.

 

Though I'm past one hundred thousand miles
I'm feeling very still
And I think my spaceship knows which way to go
Tell my wife I love her very much she knows
Ground Control to Major Tom
Your circuit's dead, there's something wrong
Can you hear me, Major Tom?

 

We're a thousand miles from comfort
We have travelled land and sea
But as long as you are with me
There's no place I'd rather be
I would wait forever
Exalted in the scene
As long as I am with you
My heart continues to beat

 

Well Ali Baba had them forty thieves,
Scheherazade had a thousand tales,
But master, you're in luck 'cause up your sleeves,
You got a brand of magic never fails.

 

Congratulations, bub
You've joined the club
And everybody here agrees
We got the finest blend of nearly-honest men,
Welcome to the Forty Thieves!