Fun ITT we post random song lyrics out of context

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

You put your right hand in.
You take your right hand out.
You give your hand a shake, shake, shake.
And turn yourself about.

 

Who can take a sunrise,
sprinkle it with dew,
cover it in chocolate and a miracle or two?
Charlie can, Charlie can!
I know that he can,
We know that he can,
We know that he can cause he mixes it with love and makes the world taste good,

And the world tastes good, cause the Candyman thinks it should,
Thinks it should!

 

The colors of my life, are bountiful and bold,
The purple glow of indigo, the gleam of green and gold,
The splendor of a sunrise, the dazzle of a flame,
The glory of a rainbow, I put 'em all to shame.

 

Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon,
Or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned,
Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain,
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?

 

As the creeper that girdles the tree-trunk, the Law runneth forward and back —
For the strength of the Pack is the Wolf, and the strength of the Wolf is the Pack.

 

Who's afraid of the big bad wolf?

 

Ere Mor the Peacock flutters, ere the Monkey People cry,
Ere Chil the Kite swoops down a furlong sheer,
Through the jungle very softly flits a shadow and a sigh—
He is Fear, O Little Hunter, he is Fear!

 

That morning sun peeks over the mountains,
And all the rhinos rub their eyes
When they hear, hear the jungle rhythm

 

Climb every mountain
Search high and low
Follow every byway
Every path you know.

 

The King beneath the mountains,
The King of carven stone,
The lord of silver fountains
Shall come into his own!

His crown shall be upholden,
His harp shall be restrung,
His halls shall echo golden
To songs of yore re-sung.

The woods shall wave on mountains
And grass beneath the sun;
His wealth shall flow in fountains
And the rivers golden run.

The streams shall run in gladness,
The lakes shall shine and burn,
All sorrow fail and sadness
At the Mountain-king's return!

 

And can you feel the love tonight,
it is where we are,
It's enough for this wide eyed wanderer
that we got this far,
And can you feel the love tonight,
I was laid to rest,
It's enough to make kings and vagabonds
believe the very best

 

Mud can make you prisoner, and the plains can bake you dry,
Snow can burn your eyes, but only people make you cry,
Home is made for comin' from, for dreams of goin' to,
Which with any luck will never come true.

I was born under a wand'rin' star,
I was born under a wand'rin' star.

 

In the town kids are dreaming of sleights,
And they’re warm and they’re safe,
They wake to see a blanket of snow

 

Sleigh bells ring, are you listening?
In the lane, snow is glistening,
A beautiful sight,
We're happy tonight,
Walking in a winter wonderland.

 

Alice in Wonderland
How do you get to Wonderland
Over the hill or underland
Or just behind the tree

When clouds go rolling by
They roll away and leave the sky
Where is the land beyond the eye
That people cannot see

 

If we hold on together,
I know our dreams will never die,
Dreams see us through to forever,
Where clouds roll by,
For you and I.

 

D.I.E
We're all gonna die
We're all gonna die
We're all gonna
D.I.E
We're all gonna die
We're all gonna die
We're all gonna

 

Sha-la-la-la-la-la,
My, oh, my!
Look like the boy too shy,
He ain't gonna kiss the girl.

Sha-la-la-la-la-la,
Ain't that sad?
Ain't it a shame? Too bad,
He gonna miss the girl.

 

Tra la la, tra la la, la
Tra la la, tra la la, la
Tra la la, tra la la, la
Tra la la, tra la la, la
One banana, two banana, three banana, four
All bananas make a split, so do many more
Over hill and highway, the banana buggies go
Come along to bring you the banana splits show

 

♫ Oh...you touch my tra-la-la... ♪


(Annddd, I think that's about as much of the lyrics as I'm going to post here.)

 

Bananas in pyjamas are coming down the stairs,
Bananas in pyjamas are coming down in pairs,
Bananas in pyjamas are chasing teddy bears,
'cos on Tuesdays they all try to catch them unawares.

 

They're black they're brown they're up their down
They're in they're out they're all about
They're far they're near they're gone they're here
They're quick and slick and insincere
Beware Beware Be a very wary bear

 

A Heffalump or Woozle is very confusel,
The Heffalump or Woozle's very sly
- Sly - sly - sly,
They come in ones and twoosels,
But if they so choosels,
Before your eyes you'll see them multiply,
- Ply - ply - ply,
They're extra-ordinary, so better be wary,
Because they come in every shape and size,
- Size - size - size,
If honey is what you covet you'll find that they love it,
Because they guzzle up the thing you prize.

 

Look out! Look out!
Pink elephants on parade
Here they come!
Hippety hoppety
They're here and there
Pink elephants ev'rywhere
Look out! Look out!
They're walking around the bed
On their head
Clippety cloppety
Arrayed in braid
Pink elephants on parade
What'll I do? What'll I do?
What an unusual view!
I could stand the sight of worms
And look at microscopic germs
But technicolor pachyderms
Is really to much for me
I am not the type to faint
When things are odd or things
Are quaint
But seeing things you know that ain't
Can certainly give you an awful fright!
What a sight!
Chase 'em away!
Chase 'em away!
I'm afraid need your aid
Pink elephants on parade!
Pink elephants!
Pink elephants!

 

We work all day, we work all night,
We never learned to read or write,
We're happy-hearted roustabouts.