Police say there's no new clear risk to the public
or nuclear risk?
Police say there's no new clear risk to the public
or nuclear risk?
(C) Oh my Captain, my (G) soul
(F) Take my ship where you want it to (G) go
(C)It's under your (F) control
Now
(Bb)But the compass shows we've gone off course
(F)For we should be heading
(C)due North
(C) North where the polar bears are swearing blue murder
(F) North where the soldiers aren't respecting the border
(C) North in the arctic circle,
(Bb) and the straits of miracle
(F)Oh North,
(C) heading due North
(c) It's getting colder, but my soul is getting (G) warmer
(F) Sun's getting lower, darkness (G)over my shoulder
(C) I was born in the south like a (G) swallow
(F) But I feel now it's my soul (G) I must follow
(Bb)On it's true course
(F)That's why I'm heading
(C)Due North
(F)And if you catch me
(C)then I should be easy to spot
(F)My legs are running free
(C)And my temperature is hot
(Bb) like a coal
(F)And though it is freezing
(C)Just know that I am not
(Bb)For I am following the (G)force
(F)I am heading
(C)due North
(C) We are rolling
(F)On the wild free ocean
(C) And I am letting go
(F)Of all my sad emotion
(C)Now it's free
(F)There's only one place I want to be
(Bb) On earth
(F)That is heading
(c) Due North
I met a mermaid, a slipper a slapper
I met a mermaid, a flipper a flapper, a mermaid
Oh we walked along the Bristol docks
For she wished me to buy her a frock
A slipper, a slapper, a mermaid
But she could not walk so I pushed her in a barrow
Along the cobbled streets and the lanes quite narrow
A flipper, a flapper mermaid
But when I told her I had no money
A slipper, a slapper, a flipper, a flapper
She hit me with her tail and she looked at me funny
A slipper, a slapper, a mermaid
Well I said I told you I was but a sailor
Then she told me what she needed was really a tailor
a slipper, a slapper a mermaid
So I took her to the fishmonger
a flipper, a flapper a mermaid
And I said to him, I'd like her topped and tailed
A slipper a slapper, a mermaid
So he chopped off her tail and gave me £60 for the sale
A flipper, a flapper a mermaid
And I thought that was the end of my fish-bride-tale
A slipper, a slapper a mermaid
But her fishtail grew a head like the whale
a flipper a flapper a mermaid
And I think the fishmonger made a good sale
A slipper a slapper, a mermaid
But her top half I put back in the barrow
A flipper a flapper a mermaid
And the fishmonger did make her a wrapper
A slipper a slapper, a mermaid
He said: the price of fish is a terrible thing
It can make a haddock hack, and a mackerel sing
If you love a mermaid Jack, then make her a ring
And marry head and tail, that's price of a fish market sale
He said: the price of fish is a thing to abide
It goes up in bad weather and down like the tide
And if you're a sailor then neither a tailor be
What's the price of fish worth when there's plenty
more in the sea?
Back home on the sofa, my mermaid and me
We tried to get closer, but she was pale as can be
So I went to the kitchen to brew her a cup of tea
A flipper, a flapper, a mermaid
When I came back in, two new legs she had sprouted
And I looked at them fondly , but then she sad doubted
That she could ever walk again, so I said then let's just try
And she walked and did the splits and kicked up high to the sky
Oh a flipper a flapper, my new mermaid bride
Was the full ticket now as we walked the dock side
And I brought her to the boutique where a new frock she tried
Oh a slipper and a slapper, she looked so good I could've cried
Oh a flipper and flapper, my girl walked a clip clapper
Oh a slipper and a slapper she could dance a toe tapper
And we walked around the fish market, and I never thought
Of the sale
But I think that she remembered because she looked a bit pale
So if you ever love one side of a mermaid, but you don't love the other
Don't confuse Mary Magdalene with the fairy Godmother
You can just accept her, or you can chop her in two for a laugh
But when you refer to her later, you better call her your better half
I met a carp all about the pool
Swimming
In a pool the other day
I met a day all awash with rain
He said you fool why have you come
Without your fish scales
I said I tuned out but
Last I heard you were
A bridged whales
A bridge to Wales so
You say, ah but hearsay gossip
Don't listen to the neigh Sayers
Only the horse's mouth and lips
On my first day of the PGCfe
I had my gardening knife and pencil was blunt
So I began surreptitiously sharpening it into my bag
The teacher noticed me apparently and spoke to me in the break
About bringing knives into college
Next Tuesday I had enjoyed a wine bottle on the weekend
And had washed it up, however I had misplaced my glass milk bottle
Which I usually use in to drink from as I find it better than the plastic bottle
with water in
So I used the wine bottle instead - it was in my recycling
Carefully washed up and ready to go
But little did I know
This was also not an acceptable drinking receptacle at a college
What does seem acceptable though is for mentors and tutors to simply
abandon their mentees and teacher students
And drop them in at the deep end
Which is why I want to leave
Tackle everything with a positive attitude
I remember when I was a child
And the painting
the mural on the wall of the Catholic
Church
Of Saint George fighting the dragon
It always gave me heart
I fell into that tapestry
I was one of those people running scared
But I knew Saint George would save me
Because he is always there
Just when I need him
I call him in my prayers
And he will come and fight my demons
He will make peace with bears
Oh Jamie
The polish on your glasses
Is not same
I feel I forget my own
Name
Ee
There's a hill named frog
It's drunk up all the grog
And
I think that it's such a
Shame
ee
Well you run a bar like a Queen
We are so far
But ever green
we think We're middle aged
But actually it saged
The wisest amongst us
Is never seen
I had 2 pints of Blindman's bluff
The blond beer
Was the golden stuff
You served it like a queen
It was all so Steve McQueen
But you know I'm really no
Film buff
If there was some place to
Leave my package
Like DPD or Amazon
Raffle
Perhaps the post office
Had returned
Would you like to show Saint George
Just how we remember his name?
We shine the flagpole
We raise
The flag of blame
I prefer blame to shame
But both have skin in the game
Both can make the conscience flinch
Both can make the face pained pink
It is an honest account
At least that's what alcohol amounts
To
And no, no, no doubt
His wife would have something to shout
About
Oh Jamie
You drive men made
With your body shaped like a jar
So curvy, it's like you're a star
Of the overwrought at the bar
I have to stay I noticed
But do I think you'd be
The one
Making friends with an alcoholic
Is not the way to beat
The cholic
He already has your number
Written on
His shirt sleeves' umbra
Shadow of the fallen race
Yet he is the one
Of poor taste
No religious nut is he
Only One flew over the cuckoo's tree
And state and all is free
When we let all things just be