You belong, you belong,
you belong, you belong
to the Merry Marvel Marching Society.
March along, march along,
march along to the song
of the Merry Marvel Marching Society.
If you growl, if you groan,
and your star is nearly zero,
do not howl, do not moan,
you can be a superhero,
marching right along
to the fighting song
of the Merry Marvel Marching Society.
Come on and hear, come on and hear,
Alexander’s rag-time band,
Come on and hear, come on and hear,
The best band in the land…
Slide, ride, fly to Michigan,
Stomp, romp, hop to Michigan,
Jump, hop, up to Michigan Rag!
That lovin’ rag…
Rag, Momma rag,
Bring your skinny body back home…
Rag, Momma rag…
You made me cry, you told me lies
But I can’t stand to say goodbye
Momma, I’m coming home
I could be right, I could be wrong
It hurts so bad, it’s been so long
Momma, I’m coming home
Mama, just killed a man.
Put a gun against his head,
Pulled my trigger, now he’s dead.
Mama, life had just begun,
But now I’ve gone and thrown it all away.
Mama’s in the graveyard,
Poppa’s in the pen…
Papa don’t preach, I’m in trouble deep,
Papa don’t preach, I’ve been losing sleep,
But I made up my mind, I’m keeping my baby.
I’m gonna keep my baby.
Well, here comes my baby, here she comes now,
Walking with a love,
With a love that’s oh so fine
Never to be mine, no matter how I try
Mommy had. A little baby.
There he is. Fast asleep.
He’s just. A little plaything.
Why not. Wake him up?
Cute. Cute. Little baby.
Little pee pee. Little toes.
Now he’s comin’ to me.
Crawl across. The kitchen floor.
Here we come walking down the street,
We get funniest looks from everyone we meet!
Hey, hey we’re the Monkees!
There she was just walkin’ down the street
Singin’, “Do wah diddy, diddy, dum diddy do”
Snappin’ her fingers and shufflin’ her feet
Singin’, “Do wah diddy diddy, dum diddy do”
As I went a walking one morning in May,
I met a young couple who fondly did stray,
And one was a young maid so sweet and so fair,
And the other was soldier and a brave grenadier.
I was strolling through the park one day
In the merry merry month of May
I was taken by surprise
By a pair of roguish eyes
In a moment my poor heart was stole away
And how can you mend a broken heart?
How can you stop the rain from falling down?
How can you stop the sun from shining?
What makes the world go round?
And how can you lose something you only thought
That you found so you wipe away the tears with a smile
All the world keeps spinning 'round
Yes, the world keeps spinning 'round
All the world keeps spinning 'round
All the world keeps spinning 'round
I’ve learned to live half alive,
And now you want me one more time,
Who do you think you are?
Running around leaving scars,
Collecting your jar of hearts…
I’ve got a jar of di-irt,
I’ve got a jar of di-irt!
Eleanor Rigby, picks up the rice
In the church where a wedding has been
Lives in a dream
Waits at the window, wearing the face
That she keeps in a jar by the door
Who is it for?
It’s gonna take a lot to drag me in to see the sequel.
Perhaps you could have Jar Jar roasting on a fiery pit.
I’d capture frame that for my desktop.
Whatever you do, just don’t say he’s Anakin’s father.