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Some of us belong to the stars
And that is where I am going.
I will soar all over the sky
And I won't need a Boeing.
Most people stay and battle on with their boredom.
But what's the sense in dreaming dreams if you hoard 'em ?
It won't be long before I say my ta-ta's,
I belong to the stars.
Some of us belong to the stars.
Up there is where you'll find me.
If you want to come for the ride.
Then form a queue behind me.
Soon I'll be wallowing in all of life's riches.
I'm going to carve myself some crater-like niches;
You better go rehearse your hip-hip-hoorahs!
I belong to the stars.
Some of us belong to the stars;
There's followers and leaders.
Some of us are born to be great
And some are born conceders.
So I will go wherever winners assemble.
Yes, from now on the world won't spin, it will tremble.
I'll soon be passing round the Cuban cigars,
I belong to the stars.
Some of us belong to the stars.
We fly around in orbit.
We soak up the wisdom of life
While others can't absorb it.
I'll hang my hat in every part of the atlas.
Most of the time I will be hopelessly hatless.
You must come visit one of my shangri-la's,
I belong to the stars.
John Barry
Don Black
sung by Michael Crawford
And what is more, you are a twit;
And, another bloody thing, l'm sick of it,
A lazy lout, a bloody berk
And you don't know what it is to work.
You act just like a nincompoop
And, another bloody thing, your shoulders stoop.
And all the lies that's in yer'ed
Are enough to raise the bloody dead!
I should kick you up the bum my lad
But Ee-by-bloody-gum my lad
Your bum is always in the bloody bed
Your eggs are cold, you won't get up
And I'm not your servant yet; go fetch yer cup.
Your room's a mess. It don't seem right
And why should I have to cook all night?
And I've no time to live my life
And I pity poor lass who'll be your wife.
Don't carry on, don't talk that way.
And just think what must our neighbours say?
And you never turn the lights out,
And l'm sick of your late nights out.
And you're bound to be the death of me one day!
And mark my words, and don't play deaf.
It's a funny bloody thing that your name's BF.
That's what you are: a bloody fool,
And they must have taught you now that school.
And wake up, lad, you're half asleep,
And it doesn't grow on trees; and earn your keep,
And stand up straight, you look half bent.
And you never pay the bloody rent!
And you get away with murder.
Idon't think I've ever heard a
Single word that is intelli-bloody-gent!
I call a spade a bloody spade
And, another bloody thing, I am self-made.
And you eat like a little bird.
And the fibs you tell are quite absurd.
They ought to give that boy what for,
They should put him in his room and
lock the door.
He's off his head, he's gone cuckoo,
He'd be better off inside a zoo.
There is nothing we can teach him,
It's impossible to reach him.
And if he were mine I'd push him
down the loo!
(Counter melody)
Christ Almighty! What relations! This lot 'ere are my three loves!
One - two - three assassinations, I won't get caught, l'll wear gloves!
(Finale)
... Bet the bodies that you bury
Are alive in t'cemetery;
Oh why did we ever undertake a son!
John Barry
Don Black
sung by Brian Pringle, Avis Bunnage, Betty Turner, Michael Crawford
Ambrosia, Ambrosia
Strong and brave and noble and free.
You can feel the joy in the air,
There's sense of pride everywhere;
Ambrosia, Ambrosia,
Strong and brave and noble and free.
Music by John Barry
Lyrics by Don Black
Sung by The Company
Goodnight Goodnight, sleep welll my dear.
No need to fear, James Bond is here...
Oh, love is required whenever he's hired, it comes just before the kill.
No-one can catch him, no hit man can match him for his million dollar skill.
One golden shot means another poor victim, has come to a glittering end
If you want to get rid of someone, the man with the golden gun will get it done.
He'll shoot anyone with his golden gun.
John Barry
Don Black
sung by Lulu
He has a powerful weapon, he charges a million a shot
An assassin that's second to none, the man with the golden gun.
Lurking in some darkened doorway, or crouched on a roof top somewhere
In the next room, or this very one, the man with the golden gun.
Love is required whenever he's hired, it comes just before the kill.
No-one can catch him, no hit man can match him for his million dollar skill.
One golden shot means another poor victim has come to a glittering end,
For a price, he'll erase anyone, the man with the golden gun.
His eye may be on you or me. Who will he bang? We shall see. Oh yeah!
Love is required whenever he's hired, it comes just before the kill.
No-one can catch him, no hit man can match him for his million dollar skill.
One golden shot means another poor victim, has come to a glittering end
If you want to get rid of someone, the man with the golden gun will get it done.
He'll shoot anyone with his golden gun.
John Barry
Don Black
sung by Lulu
Sail the summer winds,
no need to change your restless ways.
Ride the rolling tides,
through whispered nights and golden days.
Sail the summer winds
from dream to dream
and shore to shore,
go and get to know, if there's a place that offers more.
Bridge: Now,you must go now,
while there is still a world to see.
Go, you'd better go, while it's still free.
Sail the summer winds,
and when you've sailed on every sea,
sail the summer winds back home to me.
Repeat Bridge and verse 3.
Music John Barry
Lyrics Don Black
peformed by Lyn Paul
Thee is love
Thee is wine
But more, much more
Thee is sun when the days are cold
For the Duchess, an invitation
from the Queen, to play crocquet.
From the Queen, an invitation
for the Duchess, to play crocquet.
Music by John Barry
Lyrics by Don Black
Twinkle, twinkle, little bat!
How I wonder what you're at!'
You know the song, perhaps?
I've heard something like it...
It goes on, you know, in this way:
'Up above the world you fly,
Like a teatray in the sky.
Twinkle, twinkle --
Music by John Barry
Lyrics by Lewis Carroll
Sung by Sir Robert Helpmann
Speak roughly to your little boy,
And beat him when he sneezes:
He only does it to annoy,
Because he knows it teases.'
Chorus: 'Wow! wow! wow!'
'I speak severely to my boy,
I beat him when he sneezes;
For he can thoroughly enjoy
The pepper when he pleases!'
Chorus: 'Wow! wow! wow!'
Music by John Barry
Lyrics by Lewis Carroll
Sung by Peter Bull
How doth the little crocodile
Improve his shining tail,
And pour the waters of the Nile
On every golden scale!
'How cheerfully he seems to grin,
How neatly spread his claws,
And welcome little fishes in
With gently smiling jaws!
Music by John Barry
Lyrics by Lewis Carroll
Sung by Fiona Fullerton
The me I never knew
Began to stir sometime this morning
The me I never knew
Appeared without a word of warning
You smiled and you uncovered
What I had not discovered
You made me see the me I never knew
The me I never knew
Has learned to love and loves the feeling
The me I never knew
Can see the world I've been concealing
Today a new songs playing
The words are simply saying
From now I'll be the me I never knew
The me I never knew
Can see a world I've been concealing
Today a new songs playing
The words are simply saying
From now I'll be the me I never knew
Yes, from now I'll be the me I never knew
Music by John Barry,
Lyrics by Don Black
Sung by Fiona Fullerton
They told me you had been to her,
and mentioned me to him:
she gave me a good character,
but said I could not swim.
He sent them word I had not gone
(we know it to be true):
if she should push the matter on,
what would become of you?
I gave her one, they gave him two,
you gave us three or more;
they all returned from him to you,
though they were mine before.
If I or she should chance to be
involved in this affair,
he trusts to you to set them free,
exactly as we were.
My notion was that you had been
(before she had this fit)
an obstacle that came between
him, and ourselves, and it.
Don't let him know she liked them best,
for this must ever be
a secret, kept from all the rest,
between yourself and me.'
Music by John Barry
Lyrics by Lewis Carroll
Sung by Michael Crawford
Will you walk a little faster?" said a whiting to a snail.
"There's a porpoise close behind us, and he's treading on my tail.
see how eagerly the lobsters and the turtles all advance!
they are waiting on the shingle -- will you come and join the dance?
will you, won't you, will you, won't you, will you join the dance?
will you, won't you, will you, won't you, will you join the dance?
"You can really have no notion how delightful it will be
when they take us up and throw us, with the lobsters, out to sea!"
but the snail replied "Too far, too far!" and gave a look askance --
said he thanked the whiting kindly, but he would not join the dance.
would not, could not, would not, could not, would not join the dance
would not, could not, would not, could not, would not join the dance.
"What matters it how far we go?" his scaly friend replied.
"There is another shore, you know, upon the other side.
The further off from England the nearer is to France --
Then turn not pale, beloved snail, but come and join the dance.
will you, won't you, will you, won't you, will you join the dance?"
will you, won't you, will you, won't you, will you join the dance?"
Music by John Barry
Lyrics by Lewis Carroll
Sung by Michael Hordern and Spike Milligan
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