Alice in Wonderland
Alice in Wonderland
How do you get to Wonderland?
Over the hill or underland?
Or just behind a tree?
When clouds go rolling by
They roll away and leave the sky
Where is the land beyond the eye?
The people cannot see
Where can it be?
Where do the stars go?
Where is the crescent moon?
They must be somewhere in the sunny afternoon
Alice in Wonderland
Where is the path to Wonderland?
Over the hill or here or there?
I wonder where?
In a world of my own
Cats and rabbits
Would reside in fancy little houses
And be dressed in shoes and hats and trousers
In a world of my own
All the flowers
Would have very extra special powers
They would sit and talk to me for hours
When I'm lonely in a world of my own
There'd be new birds
Lots of nice and friendly howdy-do birds
Everyone would have a dozen bluebirds
Within that world of my own
I could listen to a babbling brook
And hear a song that I could understand
I keep wishing it could be that way
Because my world would be a wonderland
I'm Late
I'm late!
I'm late!
For a very important date!
No time to say "Hello", goodbye!
I'm late!
I'm late!
I'm late!
I run and then I hop hop hop
I wish that I could fly
There's danger if I dare to stop and here's the reason why
You see I'm overdue
I'm in a rabbit stew
Can't even say "Good-bye", hello
I'm late, I'm late, I'm late
No, no, no, no, no, no, no!
I'm overdue!
I'm really in a stew!
No time to say "Goodbye", hello!
I'm late, I'm late, I'm late!
The Caucus Race
Animals: Forward, backward, inward, outward
Come and join the chase
Nothing could be drier
Than a jolly caucus race
Backward, forward, outward, inward
Bottom to the top
Never a beginning
There can never be a stop
Dodo: To skipping, hopping, tripping fancy free and gay
Started it tomorrow
But will finish yesterday
Animals: 'Round and 'round and 'round we go
Until forevermore
For once we were behind
But now we find we are be-
Dodo: Foreward, backward, inward, outward
Come and joing the chase
Nothing could be drier
Than a jolly caucus race!
How D'Ye Do and Shake Hands
How d'ye do and shake hands
Shake hands, shake hands
How d'ye do and shake hands
State your name and business!
You go through life and never know
The day when fate may bring
A situation that may prove to be embarrassing
You're face gets red
You hide your head
And wish that you could cry
But that's old fashioned
Here's a new thing you should really try
The Walrus and The Carpenter
Tweedle Dum: The sun was shining on the sea
Shining with all his might
Tweedle Dee: He did his very best to make
The billows smooth and bright
Tweedle Dum: And this was odd because it was
Both: The middle of the night
The Walrus and the Carpenter
Were walking close at hand
The beach was wide
From side to side
But much too full of sand
Carpenter: Mr. Walrus
Tweedle Dee: Said the Carpenter
Carpenter: My brain begins to perk
We'll sweep this clear in 'alf a year
If you don't mind the work
Walrus: Work?! The time has come
Tweedle Dum: The Walrus said
Walrus: To talk of other things
Of shoes and ships and sealing wax
Of cabbages and kings
And why the sea is boiling hot
And whether pigs have wings
Calloo-Callay
No work today!
We're cabbages and kings
Oh, uh, Oysters, come and walk with us
The day is warm and bright
A pleasant walk
A pleasant talk
Would be a sheer delight
Carpenter: Yes, should we get hungry on the way
We'll stop and, uh, have a bite
Tweedle Dee: But Mother Oyster winked her eye
And shook her heavy head
She knew too well
This was no time to leave her Oyster bed
Mother Oyster: The sea is nice,
Take my advice
And stay right here
Tweedle Dee: Mum said
Walrus: Yes, yes, of course, of course, but, uh, ha, ha
The time has come, my little friends
To talk of other things
Of shoes and ships and sealing wax
Cabbages and kings
And why the sea is boiling hot
And whether pigs have wings, ha ha
Callo-Callay
Come, run away
With cabbages and kings!
Well, now, uh, let me see
Ah, a loaf of bread is what we chiefly need!
Carpenter: Listen, how 'bout some pepper and salt and vinegar, eh?
Walrus: Well, yes, yes, splendid idea, ha ha!
Very good, indeed
Now, if you're ready, Oysters, dear
We can begin the feed
Oysters: Feed?!
Walrus: Oh, yes, the time has come, my little friends
To talk of food and things
Carpenter: Of peppercorns and mustard seeds
And other seasonings!
We'll mix 'em all together
In a sauce that's fit for kings
Calloo-Callay
We'll eat today
Like cabbages and kings!
Walrus: I, uh, weep for you. I (hic), oh excuse me
I deeply sympathise
For I've enjoyed your company, oh much more
Than you realize
Carpenter: Little Oysters? Little Oysters?
Tweedle Dee and Dum: But answer, there came none
And this was scarcely odd because
They'd been eaten
Every one!
With cabbages and kings!
Old Father William
"You are old, Father William," the young man said
"And your hair has become very white
And yet you incessantly stand on your head
Do you think, at your age, it is right, is right?
Do you think, at your age, it is right?"
"Well, in me youth," Father William replied to his son
"I'd do it again and again
We'll Smoke the Blighter Out
Dodo: Oh, we'll smoke the blighter out
We'll put the beast to rout
Some kindling, just a stick or two
Ah, this bit of rubbish ought to do
We'll smoke the blighter out!
We'll smoke the monster out!
Oh, we'll roast the blighter's toes
We'll toast the bounder's nose
Just fetch that gate
We'll make it clear
That monsters aren't welcome here!
Without a single doubt
We'll smoke the monster out!
White Rabbit: We'll smoke the monster out!
All in the Golden Afternoon
Flowers: Little bread-and-butterflies kiss the tulips
And the sun is like a toy balloon
There are get up in the morning glories
In the golden afternoon
There are dizzy daffodils on the hillside
Strings of violets are all in tune
Tiger lilies love the dandy lions
In the golden afternoon (The golden afternoon)
There are dog and caterpillars and the copper centipede
Where the lazy daisies love the very peaceful life
They lead...
You can learn a lot of things from the flowers
For especially in the month of June
There's a wealth of happiness and romance
All in the golden afternoon
All in the golden afternoon
The golden afternoon...
Alice: You can learn a lot of things from the flowers
For especially in the month of June
There's a wealth of happiness and romance
All in-
Flowers: The golden afternoon!
A E I O U
A E I O U
A E I O U
A E I O U
O U E I O A
U E I A
A E I O U
Twas Brillig
Twas Brillig
And the slithy toves
Did the gyre and the gimble in the wabe
All the mimsy were the borogoves
And the mome raths outgrabe
The Unbirthday Song
March hare: A very merry unbirthday to me
Mad hatter: To who?
March hare: To me
Mad hatter: Oh you!
March hare: A very merry unbirthday to you
Mad hatter: Who me?
March hare: Yes, you!
Mad hatter: Oh, me!
March hare: Let's all congratulate us with another cup of tea
A very merry unbirthday to you!
Mad hatter: Now, statistics prove, prove that you've one birthday
March hare: Imagine, just one birthday every year
Mad hatter: Ah, but there are three hundred and sixty four unbirthdays!
March hare: Precisely why we're gathered here to cheer
Both: A very merry unbirthday to you, to you
Alice: To me?
Mad hatter: To you!
Both: A very merry unbirthday
Alice: For me?
March hare: For you!
Mad hatter: Now blow the candle out my dear
And make your wish come true
Both: A merry merry unbirthday to you!
Very Good Advice
I give myself very good advice
But I very seldom follow it
That explains the trouble that I'm always in
Be patient, is very good advice
But the waiting makes me curious
And I'd love the change
Should something strange begin
Well, I went along my merry way
And I never stopped to reason
I should have known there'd be a price to pay
Someday...someday
I give myself very good advice
But I very seldom follow it
Will I ever learn to do the things I should?
Will I ever learn to do the things I should?
Painting the Roses Red
The Cards: Bum bum bum bum
Painting the roses red
We're painting the roses red
We dare not stop or waste a drop
So let the paint be spread!
We're painting the roses red
We're painting the roses red!
Oh, Painting the roses red
And many a tear we shed
Three of Clovers: Because we know
Two & Three of Clovers: They'll cease to grow
Ace of Clovers: In fact they'll soon be dead!
All Cards: And yet we go ahead
Painting the roses red!
Painting the roses red
We're painting the roses red!
Alice: Oh, pardon me
But Mister Three
Why must you paint them red?
Three of Clovers (spoken) : Well the fact is, miss
We planted the white roses by mistake!
And...
All Cards: The queen
She likes them red
If she saw white instead
She'd raise her voice
And each of us would quickly lose his head!
Since this is the thought we dread
We're painting the roses red!
Alice (spoken) : Oh, dear, then let me help you!
Painting the roses red...
All: We're painting the roses red!
Don't tell the queen that's what you've seen
Or tell her what we've said!
We're painting the roses red
Alice: Yes, painting the roses red!
Ace: Not pink...
Three of Clovers: Not green...
Alice: Not aquamarine!
All: We're painting the roses red!
