I couldn’t find the lyrics for all of the tracks collected together in one place, so here are as many as I can find or figure out.
00:00
Bells are ringing dinga linga linga linga ling-a linga linga linga ling
dinga linga linga linga ling-a linga linga linga ling
dig all the kids who carry bells, merry bells
who are they?
why they're the
hippies
01:21
Voices of spring were in chorus
each voice was singing a song
I could not sing in that chorus until I wrote me a song
I wrote my song and joined the throng (source)
03:10
What’s the most exciting thing about life?
tell me or I’ll tell you
come on come on
I know you know what I know it’s in your eyes
I’ll have to tell you, I can’t wait
it’s L O V E it’s love
and I’m in love; I’m so happy
it’s L O V E it’s love
I’m incoherent my dear
oh happy happiness
in love
in love
in love
oh happy happiness, happiness
Darling the answer is love (source)
05:43
All is loneliness before me
loneliness before me
loneliness
07:12
My tiny butterfly butters my bread
my briny flutterby keeps me well fed
why should I mutter?
08:26
Why spend a dark night with you?
what a fearful price to pay
other nights nights would but be
lonely dark ages for me
09:37
Coffee beans make the finest coffee of all
it’s time to take
a coffee break
to sit a while and savour
the rarest coffee flavor
of bean coffee
I make with bottled spring water
is my day (source)
11:50
Down is up and so up is down because the earth is round
there is no such thing as up or down
12:58
Be a hobo and go with me
from Hoboken to the sea
14:08
Remember, remember, remember, memeber
to vote the way
the way we say
or else
or else what
I won’t
16:03
I love you
for your lovely still small voice
I will love your still small voice
till my voice
is still
17:14
Nero’s expedition up the Nile
failed
because the water hyacinth
had blocked the river
denying Nero’s vessels passage through
the Sud of Nubia
19:08
No, the wheel was never invented.
no, no, no, no
your legs are spokes of a two legged wheel
and your hips are knobbly axles
the world was always on wheels
20:28
With my wealth I wish I had lived when great genius lived
what I would not have done
Fool, the writings of your dying beggar reveal that he is
by far the greatest one
22:05
This student of life
has enrolled
as that student for life
his Alma Mater
is all the world
with father time as mentor
23:31
Some trust all
some trust some, ho
some trust one
I trust none, ho
not even myself
25:01
Wine, woman and song are too, too much for me
I am contented with the latter two
for
woman and my song are simply
wine enough you see
27:25
Sadness was so mixed with gladness
that she wept with joy
she was so sad
tears filled but enhanced the smile on her face
she was so glad
28:48
Maybe, maybe, maybe someday
I’ll be recognised for what I am
before I’m dead and gone
or if not before then after it all
30:53
Each today is yesterday’s tomorrow which is now
now is all I have
now is all I need
now is all I want
now
32:32
Imagine what it's like to have a long suffering
night walker walking on you
I’m standing there barefoot, facing the meadow
oh, oh, something is crawling on my muddy foot
what the, it's a wet worm
I tell you I started walking, too
I mean we parted company
maybe we think it safe enough to say,
we had quite enough of us that night
34:51
You, the vandal
plunder the village as you will
the earthworm will pillage you
the vandal
when you are under
37:01
Trees against the sky
fields of plenty
rivers to the sea
this
and more
spreads before me
38:22
Behold the willow bows before me
but not the oak I’m uprooting
remarked the wind
39:51
Sparrows wake me in the morning in Gotham where I live
except when I’m up to Tioga
other birds wake me there
so fair their singing
Apparently the lyrics for Steve Knightley’s Unlock Me are not on the web yet. Here is my attempt to fix this:
you hand me a bunch of keys
said “let’s look through the past.”
you know I like to please
but all I ask
is which one,
oh, which one
unlocks me.
the first key opens a garden gate
where I play in the sun.
under the trees a shadow grows dark
and I want to run.
does this one,
oh, does this one
unlock me?
you look around, there’s no-one there
you say “something’s wrong”.
what is it that I’ve got to hide?
then we move on.
the next key opens the old front door
daylight shines in the hall.
I hear a voice I’m trying to hide
pressed up against the wall.
does this one
oh, does this one
unlock me?
we enter a room at the top of the stairs
I hide under the bed.
my hand touches a small wooden box
with my name written in red.
you open the box, there’s nothing inside
you say “something’s wrong.”
what is it that I’ve got to hide?
unlock me
I’m not speaking to you any more
I throw your keys at your feet
down the stairs, through the front door
I open the gate to the street
will someone
please someone
unlock me
unlock me
unlock me
unlock me
🎵 “Naja zum Glück (ha ha)
gibts die Physik!” 🎵 “Luckily, (ha ha), PHYSICS!” 🎵
That version is covered by this klesmer-musik.de/hevl_iz_havolim.htm German version, which seems to line up better with the sung lyrics, but Google-translated the middle verses are still rather vague. I suspect they’re using idioms and imagery which does not easily translate word-for-word.
“Watch out for the ego of the hour
The ones who say they know it
Are the ones who will impose it on you”
On the first day of Christmas Steve Knightley gave to me the Keys of Canterbury
On the second day of Christmas Phil Beer gave to me two Tracks of Words…
On the third day of Christmas Steve Knightley gave to me three Cutthroats, Crooks and Conmen…
On the fourth day of Christmas Phil Beer gave to me four Beaten Bushes…
On the fifth day of Christmas Steve Knightley gave to me five Bristol Slavers…
On the sixth day of Christmas Phil Beer gave to me Six O’Clock Waltzes…
On the seventh day of Christmas Steve Knightley gave to me seven Galway Farmers…
On the eigthth day of Christmas Phil Beer gave to me eight Blind Fiddlers…
On the ninth day of Christmas Steve Knightely gave to me nine Silver Daggers…
On the tenth day of Christmas Phil Beer gave to me ten Preachers on islands…
On the eleventh day of Christmas Steve Knightly gave to me eleven Crazy Boys…
On the twelfth day of Christmas Show of Hands gave to me twelve Twats Twittering…
Rejected lyrics included “sallys free and easy”, “gallons of red diesel”, “inane youtube videos”, and “old jokes”. Songs: 123456789101112
Heard a good #mondegreen over lunch — not sure what the lyrics were supposed to be but sounded a lot like “I’ve got a professional… lawyer”