Some people want to fill the world with silly love songs
And what’s wrong with that?
I’d like to know
There’s one thing I want to know:
What’s so funny 'bout peace, love & understanding?
All we are saying, is give peace a chance.
Gimme love, gimme love, gimme peace on earth!
There will be Peas In The Valley, for me, someday
There will be Peas In The Valley, for me, come early June
There’ll be no Jolly Green Giant, but surely, sure as can be,
There will be Peas, Peas In The Valley, for me, (Oh oh oh yes)
(^that is so funny!)
It is a one eyed, one horned, flying purple people eater…
All of her days have gone soft and cloudy, all of her dreams have gone dry.
All of her nights have gone sad and shady, She’s getting ready to fly.
Fly away…
Flyyyyyyyyyyy me to the moon, let me play among the stars…
Over there, over there
Send the word, send the word over there
That the Yanks are coming
The Yanks are coming
The drums rum-tumming
Everywhere
So prepare, say a prayer
Send the word, send the word to beware
We’ll be over, we’re coming over
And we won’t come back till it’s over
Over there
It’s a long way to Tipperary,
It’s a long way to go,
It’s a long way to Tipperary,
To the sweetest girl I know!
Goodbye Piccadilly! Farewell Leicester Square!
It’s a long, long way to Tipperary,
But my heart’s right there!
I left my heart in San Francisco,
High on a hill, it calls to me.
To be where little cable cars climb halfway to the stars,
The morning fog may chill the air, but I don’t care…
If you come to San Francisco, be sure to put some flowers in your hair…
I love the flower girl,
Oh, I don’t know just why, she simply caught my eye.
I love the flower girl,
She seemed so sweet and kind, she crept into my mind.
Is there anybody going to listen to my story
All about the girl who came to stay?
She’s the kind of girl you want so much
It makes you sorry
Still, you don’t regret a single day
The girl with kaleidoscope eyes…
Judy in disguise, well that’s what you are
Lemonade pies with a brand new car
Cantaloupe eyes come to me tonight
Judy in disguise, with glasses
Well, I’ve been around, but I ain’t never seen
A guy who looks like a Muppet, but he’s wrinkled and green
Oh, my Yoda, yo-yo-yo-yo-Yoda
Well, I’m not dumb, but I can’t understand
How he can lift me in the air just by raising his hand
Oh, my Yoda, yo-yo-yo-yo-Yoda
Yo-yo-yo-yo-Yoda
It ain’t easy being green…
Greensleeves was my delight,
Greensleeves my heart of gold,
Greensleeves was my heart of joy,
And who but my lady Greensleeves.
I want to live, I want to give
I’ve been a miner for a heart of gold
It’s these expressions I never give
That keep me searching for a heart of gold
And I’m getting old