Y. Harburg
Y. Harburg
cut lord oh slice thee
For what we are about to receive, Oh Lord 'tis Thee we thank,' said the cannibal as he cut a slice off the missionary's shank.
cardboard paper sailing
Say, it's only a paper moon, / Sailing over a cardboard sea.
fool innocent kiss victims
O innocent victims of Cupid,Remember this terse little verse:To let a fool kiss you is stupid,To let a kiss fool you is worse.
believe believes cannot god hope matter quite religion
No matter how much I probe and prodI cannot quite believe in God,But, oh, I hope to God that HeUnswervingly believes in me.
paid stop
You're paid to stop a bullet.It's a soldier's job, they say.And so you stop your bullet,And then they stop your pay.
ought
There ought to be a law against necessity.
love
When I'm not near the girl I love, I love the girl I'm near.
bit both
The Lord made Adam, the Lord made Eve, he made 'em both a little bit naive.
When the idle poor become the idle rich, you'll never know just who is who, or which is which.
holiday tables
April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom, holiday tables under the trees.
music song
Words make you think a thought. Music makes you feel a feeling. A song makes you feel a thought.