George, George, George of the Jungle.
Strong as he can be.
George, George, George of the Jungle.
Watch out for that tree.
All along the watchtower, princes kept the view
While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too.
From a little light of love
I was born and in my cry, my cry
Was a little light of love
For the honoring of life
And the Pharos of my soul
Is this light of love
Precious little light of love
There’s a candle burning on
In the breezy shades of night
I keep up my faith and underset my hope
To call the realm of light
A treasure
Your shiver
In the middle of the shady desert
Brings on a field of light
In a light of love
Fairy light of love
Light shine, white shine
We have hit the height shine.
Day shine, night shine
It’s a very bright shine.
Lay me on the ground
Fly me in the sky
Show me where to look
Tell me what will I find
What will I find?
Yea, yea, yea
Oh, Heaven let your light shine down
I’ve wandered around with nothing more than time on my hands
I was lost in the night with no sight of you
And at times it was so blue and lonely
Heading for the light
Been close to the edge, hanging by my fingernails
I’ve rolled and I’ve tumbled through the roses and the thorns
And I couldn’t see the sign that warned me,
Heading for the light.
Some brimstone baritone anti-cyclone rolling stone preacher from the East
He says, “Dethrone the dictaphone, hit it in its funny bone, that’s where they expect it least”
And some new-mown chaperone was standin’ in the corner all alone, watchin’ the young girls dance
And some fresh-sown moonstone was messin’ with his frozen zone to remind him of the feeling of romance
Yeah, he was blinded by the light
Cut loose like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
He got down but he never got tight, but he’s gonna make it tonight
You talk about your woman? I wish you could see mine.
You talk about your woman? I wish you could see mine.
Every time she starts to loving,
She gives eyesight to the blind.
She blinded me. With Science!
Hey professor!
Could you turn out the lights?
Let’s roll the film.
Big science.
Hallelujah.
Every man, every man for himself.
Big science.
Hallelujah.
Yodellayheehoo.
Ahem.
The sun is a mass of incandescent gas
A gigantic nuclear furnace
Where hydrogen is built into helium
At a temperature of millions of degrees
Sun
Take some time, get away
Sun
Suicide is a shame
Sun
Soon, you’ll find your own way
Sun
Hope has come, you are safe
And it makes me cry
Because I’m on my way
On my way
On my way
Hey, it’s the sun, and it makes me shine
Hey, it’s the sun, and it makes me shine
Hey, it’s the sun, and it makes me shine
Hey, now, it’s the sun, and it makes me shine
So don’t delay act now supplies are running out
Allow if you’re still alive six to eight years to arrive
And if you follow there may be a tomorrow
But if the offer is shunned you might as well be walkin’ on the sun
It’s getting hot in here. So take off all your clothes.
It’s too damn hot.
Well, it sure feels good to come in here and just pull up a seat
A frosty mug of a cool one helps to beat the heat
These old dog days of summer… Lord, I’ll be glad when they’re gone
It’s too hot to fish, it’s too hot for golf
And too cold at home
Well, that baseball game on TV takes me back to when I was a kid
We proudly wore those uniforms just like the Dodgers did
Yeah, we won a few games and lost a few, and for me it still goes on.
It’s too hot to fish, it’s too hot for golf
And too cold at home
Well, I only planned on one or two, but I might stay for three
If that good looking thing in the corner keeps smiling back at me.
It’s so easy not to care about what’s right or what’s wrong
It’s too hot to fish, it’s too hot for golf,
And too cold at home
Just fill your basket full of sandwiches and weenies
Then lock the house up, now you’re set
And on the beach you’ll see the girls in their bikinis
As cute as ever but they never get 'em wet
Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer
Those days of soda and pretzels and beer
Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer
You’ll wish that summer could always be here
Come here.
Hey, you. I said you. I said you. I said you, mate. I said you. I’m looking at you, mate. I said you, mate.
I said, you come here. I said, go away.
Didn’t you kill my brother?
My sister in law was an oak tree, or do I mean a manhole cover?
I’ve got a brain like a jukebox.
Here, didn’t you kill my brother?
While the organ peeled potatoes,
Lard was rendered by the choir.
The sexton rung the dishrag,
Someone set the church on fire.
“Holy smoke!” The preacher shouted.
In the rain he lost his hair.
Now his head resembles heaven,
For there is no parting there.
The cows were making cowslips
And the bells were ringing wet,
And the bumblebees were making bums
And smoking cigarettes.
And a man slept in a stable
And came out a little ho(a)rse,
So he hopped upon his golf sticks
And drove all around the course.
Ain’t we crazy,
Ain’t we crazy,
This is the way we pass the time away.
Ain’t we crazy,
Ain’t we crazy,
We’re goin’ to sing this song all night today.
I’m in my room I’m looking sideways
I look up and I look down
They told my friends it was a secret
But it’s rumored that some of us went crazy
So I packed all my clothes and I went on back home
I was standing on the tarmac ready to go
Then I looked all around and I looked all around
And I looked all around and I went crazy