If you change your mind, I’m the first in line.
Honey, I’m still free. Take a chance on me.
Fortuosity, lucky chances
Fortuitious little happy happen-stances
So happy together
How is the weather?
Well dark clouds are rollin’ in, man I’m standin’ out in the rain
Yeah flood water keep a rollin’, man it’s about to drive poor me insane
I’m driftin’ into deep water
I’m startin’ to care for you
You’re gettin’ me in deep water
Be careful what you do
Do, do, do the Funky Gibbon (The Funky Gibbon)
We are here to show you how
Ooh, ooh, ooh, The Funky Gibbon (The Funky Gibbon)
He’s just like you, so come on and do
The Funky Gibbon nowwww…
Play that funky music white boy
Play that funky music right
Lay down that boogie and play that funky music till you die
Till you die , oh till you die
Gonna take me up to the spirit in the sky,
that’s where I’m gonna go when I die
When I die and they lay me to rest
I’m gonna go to the place that’s the best
It’s the Best day ever! (Best day ever)
It’s the Best day ever! (Best day ever)
I’m so busy got nothing to do, spent the last two hours just tying my shoe.
Every flower every grain of sand, is reaching out to shake my hand.
It’s the Best day ever! (Best day ever)
It’s the Best day ever! (Best day ever)
Other people wouldn’t like to hear you
If you said that these are the best days of our lives
Other people turn around and laugh at you
If you said that these are the best days of our lives, of our lives
Those were the days, my friend!
We thought they’d never end.
We’d sing and dance, forever and a day!
We’d live the life we choose.
We’d fight and never lose, for we were young, and sure to have our way.
Woke early to the sound of thunder
how far off I sat and wondered
starting humming a tune from 1962
Strange how the night moves
when you don’t have that much to lose
Walking down an empty road
I saw a man in old grey clothes - a stranger
As I walked past he smiled at me
and when I looked I realised the danger
For his eyes they were so empty and cold
something told me I was going to be rolled
In my pockets only cents and dimes
but then for them he’d gladly kill me
When the shark bites with his teeth dear
Scarlet billows start to spread
Fancy gloves though wears Mac-heath dear
So there’s not a trace of red
On the sidewalk Sunday morning
Lies a body oozing life
Someone’s sneaking 'round the corner
Is the someone Mack the Knife
She cuts you hard, she cuts you deep,
She’s got so much skill
She’s so fascinating that you’re still there waiting
When she comes back for the kill
You’ve been slashed in the face
You’ve been left there to bleed
The first cut is the deepest
Baby I know the first cut is the deepest
But when it come to being lucky she’s cursed
When it come to loving me she’s the worst
Shot through the heart
and you’re to blame.
Honey, you give love
a bad name!
Now my life’s an empty stage
Where Honey lived and Honey played
and love grew up
The actors and jesters are here
The stage is in darkness and clear
For raising the curtain and no-one’s quite certain
Whose play it is