Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lively, artist - Lonnie Donegan. Album song In Love with Lonnie Donegan, Vol. 1, in the genre Иностранная авторская песня
Date of issue: 30.01.2020
Record label: Mack the Knife
Song language: English
Lively |
Now, «lively"is a funny word |
It means a lot of things |
But to the burglar people |
An urgent call it brings |
Cause' when they breakin' open safes |
Or nailin' up mail vans |
Lively! |
just means «Scarper boys» |
To all the different gangs |
Chorus: |
Lively, lively, the night is going fast |
Lively, lively, we both got murky pasts |
Lively, lively, don’t leave that bloke untied |
Cause' if you did it’s a penny to a quid that we both end up inside! |
Solo 1 |
We broke into a spinster’s house |
While she was knelt in prayer |
She was praying for a man |
what sort she didn’t care |
We had to dive beneath the bed |
The dust fair made us sneeze |
«Cor, that was quick!"the old girl cried |
And jumped up off her knees! |
Repeat Chorus |
Solo 2 |
Now we rehearsed for days and days |
A smash an' grab to do |
«You throw the brick"one bloke said |
«And I’ll leave the grab to you» |
The brick went through the window |
«Now grab! |
— they cried — «And quick!» |
It wasn’t till we got away I found I’d grabbed our brick! |
Oh lively, lively… |
Here… |
I sung this song once at a policemen’s dance |
But I was only singing for coppers |
Oooo what a gagster |
Whilst on the run once from the law I rushed into a church |
I mixed with lots of people just to confuse the search |
I’ve found meself right up the front, the best place I could hide |
I had a fright when some bloke said «Got the ring? |
Here comes the bride!» |
Whoops! |
Chorus |
Solo 3 |
The shop steward of our union was up before the judge |
Who sentenced him to 18 months, our steward lodged a grudge |
The maximum is twelve M’lud*, the judge replied «What rot!» |
You always wanted time and half and that’s just what you’ve got!" |
Lively, lively, the night is going fast |
Lively, lively, we both got murky pasts |
Lively, lively, don’t leave that bloke untied |
Or if you did it’s a penny to a quid |
Oh Gawd Blimey, here comes Hymie |
La, La, twopence* on your jar |
(Different Voice) Rosin on the bow and here we go! |
(yet another voice) Good luck then snapper, here comes the coppers! |
(Lonnie again) I’ve had some beer, if we run in here… |
We both end up insiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiide! |
The price you would get for taking clean Glass Jam Jars back to the shop… along |
with most types of glass bottles. |