Sunday, July 30, 2006

 

Stop the end of the world, I want to get off


Gonna build a mountain, from a little hill. Gonna build a mountain, least I hope I will. Gonna build a mountain, gonna build it high. I don't know how I'm gonna do it, only I know I'm gonna try. Gonna build a dream, from a little hope. Gonna push that day dream up the mountain slope. Gonna build a day dream, gonna see it through. Gonna build a mountain and a day dream, gonna make 'em both come true. Gonna build a heaven from a little hell. Gonna build a heaven, and I know darn well, if I build a mountain with a lot of care and take my day dream up the mountain heaven will be waiting there. When I've build that heaven, as I will some day, and the Lord sends Gabriel to take me away, wanna fine young son who will take my place. I'll leave a son in my heaven on Earth, with the Lord's grace. Gonna build a heaven, from a little hell, gonna build a heaven, and I know darn well, with a fine young son who will take my place, there'll be a son in my heaven on earth with the Lord's grace. Gonna build a mountain, from a little hill. Gonna build a mountain, least I hope I will. Gonna build a mountain, gonna build it high. I don't know how I'm gonna do it, only I know I'm gonna try.

--Anthony Newley, Leslie Bricusse

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