It’s madness
To be always sitting around in sadness,
When you could be learning the steps of gladness.
You’ll be happy when you can do
Just six or seven;

Begin to day!
You’ll find it nice,
The quickest way to paradise.
When you practice,
Here’s the thing to do,
Simply say as you go…

I’ll build a stairway to Paradise
With a new step ev’ry day!
I’m gonna get there at any price;
Stand aside, I’m on my way!
I’ve got the blues
And up above it’s so fair.
Shoes! Go on and carry me there!
I’ll build a stairway to Paradise
With a new step every day.

Hello! Yeah, this is HC. Un-huh. What do you mean today? She’s here today?
Oh, my god! Well, thanks, Mildred. Thanks for callin’.
Boys, I got some good news! Your sister’s comin’ Home early.

NOAH & JIM
Yippeeee!

HC
Boys, i got some bad news. Your sister’s comin’ Home early.

JIM
Huh’

HC
She’ll be here directly in five minutes!

NOAH
Oh my god!

JIM
Now what’s so bad about that? All we gotta do is-

NOAH & JIM
Clean up!

HC
When lizzie is here
The house is full of laughter.
When lizzie is here
It has a woman’t touch.

When lizzie is here
We get together after
Our supper is over,
Sit in the parlor,
Singing together,
When lizzie is here.
When lizzie is here,
I start to recall her maw.

NOAH & JIM
And lizzie is comin’ Home!

HC
Lizzie is on the way!

HC, NOAH & JIM
Lizzie’s arrivin’ Today!
Got to get busy!

HC
Fix up for lizzie!
Lizzie’s comin’’

HC, NOAH & JIM
Home!

NOAH
When lizzie is here
I don’t get indigestion.
When lizzie is here
My appetite is fine.

When lizzie is here
There’s never any question
There’s beefsteak with gravy.
Hot buttered biscuits,
Fresh apple crumble.
When lizzie is here.
When lizzie is here,
I eat’ll i nearly pop!

HC
And lizzie is comin’ Home!

JIM
Lizzie is on the way!

HC, NOAH & JIM
Lizzie’s arrivin’ Today!

NOAH & JIM
Got to get busy,

HC
Fix up for lizzie,

HC, NOAH & JIM
Lizzie’s comin’ Home!

NOAH
C’mon, jimmy, get a move on!

JIM
I’m tryin’ Noah!

NOAH
Well try harder!

JIM
When lizzie is here
I never feel so gawky.
When lizzie is here
I start to gettin’ Talky.

She listens for hours,
Askin’ Me questions.
I know the answers
When lizzie is here.
When lizzie is here,
I kinda forget’ I’m dumb.

HC & NOAH
And lizzie is comin’ Home!

JIM
Lizzie is on the way!

HC, NOAH & JIM
Lizzie’s arrivin’ Today!
(hallelujah!)
Got to get busy,
Fix up for lizzie.
Got to get hoppin’!
No time for stoppin’!
Lizzie’s comin’ ‘
Home!

From the moment I woke with the lark,
We were both of us singing away,
And the sky was so blue
I instinctively knew
We were in for a wonderful day.

As I told you before
When I saw what I saw,
I was terribly tempted to say:

On a wonderful day like today,
I defy any cloud to appear in the sky,
Dare any raindrop to plop in my eye
On a wonderful day like today.

On a wonderful morning like this
When the sun is as big as a yellow balloon;
Even the sparrows are signing in tune
On a wonderful morning like this.

On a morning like this I could kiss ev’rybody,
I’m so full of love and good will.
Let me say furthermore, I’d adore ev’rybody
To come and dine — the pleasure’s mine —
And I will play the bill!

May I take this occasion to say
That the whole human race
Should go down on its knees,
Show that we’re grateful
For mornings like these
For the world’s in a wonderful way
On a wonderful day like today.

On a wonderful day like today
When the sky is as grey as an elephant’s’s nose,
Half of me’s freezing – the other half’s froze!
On a wonderful day like today – I’m only joking!

May I take this occasion to pray
For a little less cold and a little more heat.
Even the sparrows are stamping their feet;
If they spoke I know just what they’d say!
On a wonderful day like today.

On a wonderful day …
Yes, Sir, what did you say?
A fantabulous day!
Don’t get carried away.
On a wonderful day like today!

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The first nickel I ever earned,
I keep in a little silver frame.
It’s how I gave my company a name,
Reminding me how very far I came!

I was a
Maker of the silhouettes
Who made a small improvement-
A little book of silhouettes
That simulated movement.
Well, people seemed to like it,
Soon the money’s going clink!
And I’m buffalo nickel photoplay, inc!

I go from
Silhouettes to photos.
I invent a small projector,
And soon, I’m making movies
And they’re calling me director!

An industry is dawning
And I’m standing on the brink-
Mister buffalo nickel photoplay, inc!

Life shines from the shadow screen
Comical, yet infinitely true.
People love to see what people do,
Here where everyone is someone new.

Such tales from the shadow screen!
Little men who never get the breaks,
Fighting on till something fin’lly takes-
What a lovely movie it all makes!

Well, business is booming
I’m happy to say.
I just made a contract
To film for pathe
A series of chapters
That end in suspense-
Each week, see what’s next
For another five cents!

And I am
Waking every morning
Filled with such anticipation!
I frame the sea,
I frame the sky.
And this is my vacation.

I shake your hand,
I kiss your hand,
I buy you all a drink!
And maybe if you chance to see
A movie that was made by me
Remember when the name goes by
That’s ash-k-e-n-a-z-y

The baron, now american,
Who happened once to think
Of silhouette and flicker book
And movies as they’re meant to look
And buffalo nickel photoplay, inc!
Action!

There’s Tommy Flanagan
Who lights the gas lamps-
A hundred ninety lamps
In Phoenix park alone.
He’s done it drunk
For over fifty-seven years
In Dublin!

And down on Henry street is Mad John Maher-
Old ramblin’ Johnny with a face like hammered meat!
But Johnny’s singin’ brings a Dublin man to tears.

I don’t know
The words to tell you how it feels
Or how to put it in a rhyme,
But if you come with me you’ll know

How the lamps in the park
Look like god in the dark
As they glow
On the streets of Dublin

The dealers hawkin’ and the dockers yellin’
The buskers bangin’ and the ragmen ringin’ bells,
And there’s Maureen whose door is always open for
All Dublin!

And Tony Kiely with his racing pigeons.
It’s like religon how he lives to fly those birds-
He swears they travel for a hundred miles or more.

I don’t know
The kind of words that you might say
But I can put it my own way,
And if you come with me you’ll know
That those birds on the wing
Are a beautiful thing
As they blow
Through the streets of Dublin

And there’s music like nothin’ you’ve heard
If you know the right jukebox to play!
There are glasses to raise in the praise
Of survivin’ the day…

Down where
Miss Kitty Farrelly is pourin’ whiskey
And Frankie Donahughe is lighting her cigar.
A smokey den where workin’ men don’t bring the wife…

It’s the laughter of fellas with stories to tell,
Men who love to get drunk and raise true fuckin’ hell!
Ah, you come out with me and you’ll see what you’re missin’ in life

On the Streets of Dublin
On the Streets of Dublin
On the Streets of Dublin
On the Streets of Dublin

Got some years ahead to go
You’ll go free if you take it slow
Oh boy you got left, right
oh boy, ain’t that right

Two kinds of people in this world
Some say yes and some say no
Time to say which side you’re on
Eeeny meeny miney moe

Say yes and your adventure start
Not always as expected
Say no you stay apart
But you stay protected

You’ve got to give your self
A reason to rejoice
Cause the music you make
Counts for everything
Now every living soul has got a voice
You’ve got to give it room
And let it sing

My family never had too much
Made the best of every day
Ate what’s on our plates you know
Never threw a thing away
We kept our nightmares on the shelf
Our dreams were on the table
Pass ‘em down and help your self
As long as you are able

My momma told me
Son forget what might have been
Give yourself a break whatever’s happening
Don’t let your spirit, son, come closing in
You gotta give it room and let it, let it sing
You gotta give it room and let it sing
Oh you gotta lift up your voice and sing

Got some years ahead to go
You’ll go free if you take it slow
Got some years it won’t be long
You’ll be free to sing your song

Oh boy you got left, right
Oh boy

There’s precious little really folks like us controlled
But you can make your music from the simplest thing
And though no one has got to tend your soul
You’ve got to give it room and let it
Let it sing
You’ve got to give it room and let it sing

You’ve got to let it sing
You got to let it sing
You got to give it room
And let it sing

All good gifts around us
Are sent from Heaven above
So thank the Lord, oh thank the Lord for all his love…

We thank thee then, O Father, for all things bright and good,
The seedtime and the harvest, our life, our health, our food,
No gifts have we to offer for all thy love imparts
But that which thou desirest, our humble thankful hearts!

All good gifts around us
Are sent from Heaven above..
So thank the Lord, oh thank the Lord for all his love..

I really wanna thank you Lord!