Lyrics:
easy, so easy
Getting out proves to be the difficulty
From Land`s End to John O`Groats
From Land`s End to John O`Groats
They are making ends meet
stereo
Volume knob turned down low
And rubbish on the radio
From John O'Groats to Elmer's End
With busted lights and dodgy plates
Scrawled with a ball
things
So I've written this song as you're growing your wings
And I'll miss you, wherever you go
St Andrews or Oxford, Land's End, John 'O Groats
But
clans, wi' sword in hand,
Frae John o'Groats to Airlie,
Ha'e to a man declar'd to stand
Or fa' wi' Royal Charlie!
Come through the heather, around
mightier we'll be
Rising up onto the rock
From Land's End up to John O'Groats
Angel of Britannia
Ride on the wings of the Spitfire
Angel of Britannia
Ride
Let's sing for those in peril on the sea
Who labour tirelessly
In their tiny boats
Off John O' Groats
Their socks soaked for me
You see, I do like my
She knows all of the dealers
From the cities to on the coast
From Lands End to John o’ Groats
She can bring a grown man to his knees with her repartee
by a friend ‘cause he said he thought it might help!
And I believe in 21-pound notes
and there’s a one-way tube to John O’ Groats.
And I believe
at John O'Groats, I'm down in Land's End
On you I depend
I see your face
When I close my eyes
And there ain't no place
Like between your thighs
'til death us do part
To have and to hold
I wanna give you my love, my love, my love!
But is it just me or am I all on my own again?
You're up at John O
their legend lay in tatters
from perth to john o'groats
the dead sea navigators
should've been seperated at birth
and of course i loved them
my time.
I see three of 'em.
Left mistakes in John O' Groats.
Can someone send them south,
Before I'm on my last pair of slippers,
All my logic gone.
John o Groats tae Airlie
Hae tae a man declared to stand
Or fa wi Royal Charlie
Come through the heather, around him gather
You are the welcomer early
a sheep, I wanna listen to goats
Want my name to ring out, I’m talking coast to coast
I wanna be known from Land’s End to John O’Groats
I had a dream I was
celebratium o' de American way o' life!) I see some o' y'all be FROWNIN' 'cause mebbe y'think what I's tellin' ya' is a LIE! Am I right? Les' jes' have a test
an' meat
One woman said, ""Johnny, what can you eat?""
He said, ""Forty-nine biscuits an' a ham o' meat""
An' he was long gone. He was long gone
He was
no oh Joe
He did it he's back in the back o' that black Maybach trippin'
Now blow that mother fuckin' kush up in the sky
La la la la la la la
no oh Joe
He did it he's back in the back o' that black Maybach trippin'
Now blow that mother fuckin' kush up in the sky
La la la la la la la
a moment.
But foist, welcome to:
What de fuck gwine on here?
A celebratium o' de american way o' life!
I see some y'all be frownin'...
'cause mebbe why'think
The Cast (in order of appearance [roughly]):
KING ARTHUR : Graham Chapman
PATSY : Terry Gilliam
GUARD #1 : Michael Palin
GUARD #2 : John Cleese
(Hey, ooh) don't stop, can't stop
Spizzy Spose in the house
We're gonna sex it out for
You if you don't mind let me tell you, girl
I like my sex by
underground with you, oh John
Ten years passed
And I ended up with a house full of cats
But most of them went missing
On that window you never fixed,
underground with you, oh John
Ten years passed
And I ended up with a house full of cats
But most of them went missing
On that window you never fixed,
the house, what you gonna do
Hollis crew, what you gonna do
John Mish in the house, what you gonna do
Killa Cutty in the house, what you gonna do
Jannet J.
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