The night has a 1000 eyes. As bright as the starlit skies. Disclaimer: makes no claims to the accuracy of the correct lyrics. These lyrics were transcribed from the specific recording mentioned above. Become a translator. Ill know if someone is there! Until You Let Go Of Those Lies. With out rea lly try in'. And no mat ter what I do. Misheard lyrics (also called mondegreens) occur when people misunderstand the lyrics in a song. 'Cause the night has a thousand eyes, Dm7 C And a thousand eyes will see me too, C F C And no matter what I do, C Dm7 C I could never disguise all my little white lies, G7 C 'Cause the night has a thousand eyes. And you'll find out without really tryin′. You say that your at home when you phoned me.
And a thousand eyes, cant help but see, If you aren't true to me! Orrin Evans Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. You'll Take For Granted. This page checks to see if it's really you sending the requests, and not a robot. We're checking your browser, please wait... They say that you're a run around lover. So remember when you tell those. Written by: SNUFF GARRETT. CHORUS: C Am of these days you're gonna be sorry, Dm7 G7 C F-G7 'Cause you're game, I'm gonna play. Frequently Asked Questions. They say that you're. The Night Has a Thousand Eyes (Remastered). Was All A Bunch Of Shit. ′Cause your game I'm gonna play.
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Has a thousand eyes. Transcription requests. Home when you phone me. What's In Our Hearts. They say that you're a runaround lover, F G7 C F-G7 Though you say, it isn't so. We'd never tried karaoke before, but this is so much fun! On Wed, 08/04/2015 - 09:33. So, re mem ber when you. He died on January 13, 1921. And you'll find out. Artist: Bobby Vee from "Very Best Of Bobby Vee"-United Artists-UA LA 332E.
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I wear my pink pajamas. Chorus: Auf, f r Lincoln und die Freiheit, Auf, f r Lincoln und die Freiheit, Auf, f r Lincoln und die Freiheit F r das Banner der Union! It blew up the mountain, it blew up the land. Miss Lucy had a baby. Ask me no more questions, tell me no more lies; that's what loulou told me, just before she died her hair, she died it pretty blue; when her mother saw it, she began to POOdle walking, walking down the street; when her father saw that, he began to PEAnuts falling, falling on the ground........... AND then I forget the rest!!! We have shot the secretary and we hung the principal:Us brats keep marching on. Watch the school burn down to ashes. Let's get the rhythm of the feet *stomp stomp*. I am, by marriage, a member of Clan MacNaughton (to use the spelling of my son's middle name) so Adam McNaughtan is likely a distant cousin of mine by marriage. 44 And the teacher ain't teachin' no more! John Brown's body lies a-mouldering in the grave; John Brown lives in the triumphs of the brave; John Brown's soul not a higher joy can crave Freedom reigns today! The Burning of the School. In a broken chevrolet... Also heard on the 1st Simpsons episode ever that wasn't on Tracey Ullman.
Was nothing but mush. All covered with moss, and on it grew meatballs. Vote for George O'Brien! With the fire raging 'bout him, Harry stood by his machine, And when the fireman broke in, they discovered him between, A pile of roasted dacron and some french fried gabardine, We used to sing Charlie on the MTA on the schoolbus: Let me tell you the story. She's a cheap kazoo.
Gee, mom, I wanna go home. So I took a machete. I agree; it's not nearly so amusing now as it was way back then. Chitty chitty cocoa pop, chitty chitty pow. Used to sing this one of the school bus, but I barely remember the lyrics. Unknown Artists/Songs On - The Burning Of The School (gezongen door/sung by Tom Glazer & the Do-Re-Mi Children's Chorus) lyrics. And cut off her head. If you were to tell my dad's teachers that all these songs about shooting teachers were causing or contributing to school shootings, I think they might have said something like "Well, that's a new and audacious social psychological theory. To the tune of "On Top Of Old Smokey": On top of old smokey. Down by the rollercoaster. Falala lalala la la la. On a more professional level: Alice Cooper, Schools out for summer! I shot her for drinking.
It is sung to the Army's theme song; As the Caissons Go Rolling Along. This again is a reference to the live, runty John Brown who apparently had a lot of trouble with his knapsack. The buses that they give you, they say they're mighty fine. Soon our Flag shall float o'er land and sea, Soon our Flag shall float o'er land and sea, Emblem of a Nation's Liberty, While she is marching on! My dad used to sing this song that you had to make up as you go along. She's gonna make them stay at home. Anti-school songs - Mundane Pointless Stuff I Must Share (MPSIMS. Oh we take hotel administration... etc. Uno dosiesa (I have no idea what this means). I bopped her up the bean with an atomic submarine... :Shot her up to heaven with an AK47... :Shot her in the bean with an M-16... :Shot her out the door with a Magnum. We have tortured all the teachers - we have broken every rule:We have even drowned the principal in the local swimming pool:And we'll go marching on!
On top of spaghetti, all covered with cheese. As McNaughtan usually keeps his singing light or matter-of-fact, the outrage he puts into this song makes it more striking. Me, the guy who drinks the beer. My sister used to sing that to me. We didn't have the bra thing... Glory glory hallelujah teacher hit me with a rule the world. and we had Mary AND LouLou-- I can't remember the last verse but after the refrigerator thing it was. Mommy puts it in my milk to try to poison me.
Perhaps you may have heard different lyrics to all of the tunes. A show is like a tv set. Cruisin around in my GTO. It's the wrong tense to be self-deprecating, and too vitriolic to be tongue-in-cheek. She wasn't quite dead.
Or else he'll never return, No he'll never return. I only object because today's conventional wisdom is too often yesterday's pop social science, the social science that has reached fixation so that nobody remembers its origins in social science anymore. And I forgot my spoon, my dirty SPOOOOON! Comet, it tastes like Vaseline. My sister in Chelsea. Mc Donalds is your kind of place! She scared the sharks away. Maybe these kinds of songs are fading away, some aspect of children's street culture that one or another of the changes of the modern world have choked off. Fragile bronze tenuous. Glory glory hallelujah teacher hit me with a ruler clip. You may think that this is the end, well it is.
He said, "Hey Joe, are you busy? Rachel Marie aka RAI · 14 years, 10 months ago. By the Princess Pat. Charlie could not get off that train. While we're at it: on top of old smokey, all covered with sand.