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Ariel
There have been three of me
There's an earth, sky and sea me
But was it all worth it?
I need your advice!
Meryl
Water and land are apart for a reason
If you tip the balance
Then you pay the price
Meryl & Triton
And then oh, damn! Two worlds collide
Although God knows I tried
To keep one from the other
I tried to turn back the tide
But I can't get you back now
You're gone like your mother
There's trouble and struggle
And dither and bother and strife
When two worlds collide!
Lady Skye
Summers come, summers go
Seasons and generations
I watch the earth's people
Their loves and their lives
Love has no knowledge of
Background or station
No man is an island
So swallow your pride
Because sometimes two worlds collide
Despite how hard you tried
To keep one from the other
You can't live two separate lives
Because they'll crash together
One way or another
My time on the surface was worth it
I lost but I tried
When two worlds collide!
Company
Because sometimes two worlds collide
Despite how hard you tried
To keep one from the other
You can't live two separate lives
Because they'll crash together
One way or another
The sparks of collision
Are what make us truly alive,
When two worlds collide!
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Bertie
D G
What ho to the dreaming spires
D G
What ho to the spring
D G
What ho to the beaming sun
C A
That shines upon my skin
D G
What ho to the cobblestones
D G
What ho to the dons
D G
What ho, good old Anatole
Jeeves (spoken)
C A
Very good sir, let’s move on…
Radicals
G D
What ho to the revolution
G D
Make way for our righteous coup
G D
We’ll strangle the oligarchy
G A
And pass our finals too!
Chorus (everyone)
C
What ho! What ho!
G D
What ho to the jolly morning
C
First rate! Top hole!
G D
We’re chipper and gay!
Aunts
What ho to the lecture halls
Pipe smoke on the air
What ho to the leather sofas
Of our academic lair
Amaryllis
What ho to the snails and spiders
Hawk moths on the wing
What ho to the crannies full
Of things that bite and sting
All fascists
What ho to regimes and orders
What ho to authority
Spode
“Hail Spode!” they will cry in hordes
And all will bow to me!
Chorus (everyone)
What ho! What ho!
What ho to the jolly morning!
First rate! Top hole!
We’re chipper and gay!
What ho! What ho!
What ho to the jolly morning
First rate! Top hole!
What ho to the day!
WHAT HO!!!!!!!!
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Why, Jeeves, we are so jolly
Am
I would hug you here right now
Dm
But I fear it would be folly
C E
It’ll have to be a formal bow
[Jeeves, spoken]
I think that would be more appropriate sir.
[Both]
*bow and sigh*
VERSE THE FIRST
[Bertie]
Am Dm
We would hug if we weren’t so British
E Am
We’d embrace if it wouldn’t make us skittish
G Em Am
Since we know what we mean to one another
C E
You’re more than just a friend, you’re like a relative…
[Jeeves, spoken]
A brother?
Am Dm
I suggest we should just smile and nod politely
E Am
Any other way would be gosh darned unsightly
[Bertie & Jeeves]
G E Am
So we’d hug if we weren’t so British
VERSE THE SECOND
[Fascists & Communists]
We’d punch you in the face if we weren’t so British
Your ideology is just plain piggish
[Communists]
Our socialist regime will come to rule you all
When your capitalist imperialist government starts to faaaall
[Fascists]
Fall?!
Just you wait til we start our new regime
(But first we must complete this education scheme)
Suggest communists and fascists nod at each other and join arms
[Fascists & Communists]
So let’s first pass our finals together
VERSE THE THIRD
[Agatha & Dahlia, Gussie & Amaryllis]
We’d kiss if we weren’t so British
If such affection wouldn’t hurt our image
[Agatha & Dahlia]
Oh we know just how we love each other
Not only as your colleague but your lover
[Someone, anyone]
Woof!
[Gussie & Amaryllis]
We go together like a tadpole and its tail
One day we’ll be ambassadors to British snails!
[Agatha, Dahlia, Amaryllis, Gussie]
So we’d kiss if we weren’t so British
VERSE THE FOURTH
[All]
We’d hug if we weren’t so British!
And as the day at last draws to its finish
We’ll say “what ho!”, we’ll shake hands and we’ll tip our hats
As when all’s said and done we are just jolly chaps
[Dahlia]
Or chapettes!
[All]
All our lives we live in cold formality
To keep ourselves in comfortable normality
So we’d hug if we weren’t so British!
[Bertie (sad face), spoken]
But we are, so we shan’t.
[Jeeves, spoken]
Very good, sir.
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Amaryllis
Isn’t it strange how newts have a way
Of growing new limbs when they’re taken
Gussie
And isn’t it strange how hearts have a way
Of growing back when they’ve been broken
Amaryllis
Like the larval stage beginning
When tadpoles start swimming
There’s a metamorphosis inside my soul
I feel whole
If the world were a stage
We’d be the lovers
If the world were a page
We’d conjugate each other
If the world were a newt
You’d be the crest, old pal
Gussie
Isn’t is great how newts find a mate
By waving their tails ‘til they vibrate
Amaryllis
And isn’t it naff how humans are daft
And only find love when it’s too late
Can’t you stop these spires from dreaming
And scheming – and screaming
I just want to hibernate and hide away
‘Til the day
Both
When the world is a stage
And we are the lovers
The world is a page
We’ll conjugate each other
The world is a newt
And you’ll be the crest, old pal!
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Cauliflowers Fluffy and cabbages green
Strawberries are sweeter than any I've seen
Beetroots purple and onions white
All grow steadily day and night
The apples are ripe and the plums are red
The broadbeans are sleeping in their blankety bed
Blackberries juicy and rhubards sour
Marrows fattening hour by hour
Gooseberries hairy and lettuces fat
Radishes round and runner beans flat
The apples are ripe and the plums are red
The broadbeans are sleeping in their blankety bed
Orangey carrots and turnips cream
Reddening tomatoes that used to be green
Brown potatoes in little heaps
Down in the darkness where the celery sleeps
The apples are ripe and the plums are red
The broadbeans are sleeping in their blankety bed
Ssh!
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The Water Dragons (demo)
02:31
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When a knight won his spurs in the stories of old
(Hey ho, so I’ve been told)
This fair sceptred isle was a dragon stronghold
(Stand up and be counted)
Saint George and his kind had a bloodthirsty plan
(Hey ho, so I’ve been told)
To slay every beast that benighted this land
(Stand up and be counted)
So the dragons changed
They became both small and wily
Rapidly exchanged
Caves and hordes for lakes and pools
Stand and be counted
Rise up, you dragons
Be you common or smooth or great and crested
Stand and be counted
Part of the magic
And the history of this green and pleasant land
A new kind of quest soon took over the land
(Hey ho, so I’ve been told)
A grey god of gold with a red right hand
(Stand up and be counted)
So fast is the march there is no longer time
(Hey ho, so I’ve been told)
To let all the beasts in the firing line
Stand up and be counted
Say you serve this isle
Yet you scorn the life that’s in it
All that makes us wild
Crushed by dark satanic mills
Stand and be counted
Rise up, you dragons
Be you common or smooth or great and crested
Stand and be counted
Part of the magic
And the history of this green and pleasant land
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Jessica Law Cambridge, UK
"Packed with emotion, surprise and wit." - The Daily Album
“Someone… who’d probably get laughed off the X-Factor for
not being exactly the same as everyone else.” – Nightshift Magazine
"A collection of intriguing folk songs, packed with expressive lyrics, strange rhythms and creative instrumentation." - Ocelot Magazine
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