The Box
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โฑ๏ธ 2:48 duration
๐ ID: 1429657
๐ Lyrics
Once upon a time in the land of hushabye
In the woundrous days of yore
They came upon this kind of box
All bound with chains and locked with locks
And labelled "kindly do not Touch, it's WAR"
Decree was issued round about
All with a flourish and a shout
And gayley colored mascots trippling lightly on the fore
"Do not tamper with this deadly box"
"Don"t break the chains or pick the locks"
"Please don't ever play about with war"
Well the children understood
Children happen to be good
And they were just as around the time of yore
They didn't try to break the chains or pick the locks
They didn't play about with war
Mommies didn't either
Sisters aunts grannies neither
They were quiet and sweet and pretty in those wondrous days of yore
Fairley much the same as now
Not the ones to blame somehow
For opning up that deadly box of war.
But someone did,
Someone battered in the lid
And spilled the insides out across the floor
A Kind of bouncy bumpy ball, filled with guns and flags and all the tears and
Horror and death, that goes with war.
It bounced right out and went crashing all about
And bumping into everything in store
And what was sad and most unfair
Is that it didn't really seem to care much who it bumped
Or why, or what, or for.
It bumped the children mainly
And I'll tell you this quite plainly
It bumps them evry day and more, and more
And leaves them dead and burned and dying
Thousands of them sick and crying
Cos when it bumps
Its really very sore
Now theres a way to stop the ball
It isn't difficult at all
All it takes is wisdom
And I'm absolutley sure
We can get the ball back in the box
And bind the chains
And lock the locks
No one seems to want to save the children any more
Well thats the way it all appears
That balls been bouncing round for years and years
In spite of all the wisdom whiz since those wondrous days of yore
When they came upon this kind of box
All bound with chains and locked with locks
And labelled "Kindly do not touch"
"ITS WAR"
In the woundrous days of yore
They came upon this kind of box
All bound with chains and locked with locks
And labelled "kindly do not Touch, it's WAR"
Decree was issued round about
All with a flourish and a shout
And gayley colored mascots trippling lightly on the fore
"Do not tamper with this deadly box"
"Don"t break the chains or pick the locks"
"Please don't ever play about with war"
Well the children understood
Children happen to be good
And they were just as around the time of yore
They didn't try to break the chains or pick the locks
They didn't play about with war
Mommies didn't either
Sisters aunts grannies neither
They were quiet and sweet and pretty in those wondrous days of yore
Fairley much the same as now
Not the ones to blame somehow
For opning up that deadly box of war.
But someone did,
Someone battered in the lid
And spilled the insides out across the floor
A Kind of bouncy bumpy ball, filled with guns and flags and all the tears and
Horror and death, that goes with war.
It bounced right out and went crashing all about
And bumping into everything in store
And what was sad and most unfair
Is that it didn't really seem to care much who it bumped
Or why, or what, or for.
It bumped the children mainly
And I'll tell you this quite plainly
It bumps them evry day and more, and more
And leaves them dead and burned and dying
Thousands of them sick and crying
Cos when it bumps
Its really very sore
Now theres a way to stop the ball
It isn't difficult at all
All it takes is wisdom
And I'm absolutley sure
We can get the ball back in the box
And bind the chains
And lock the locks
No one seems to want to save the children any more
Well thats the way it all appears
That balls been bouncing round for years and years
In spite of all the wisdom whiz since those wondrous days of yore
When they came upon this kind of box
All bound with chains and locked with locks
And labelled "Kindly do not touch"
"ITS WAR"
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.93] Once upon a time in the land of hushabye
[00:02.70] In the woundrous days of yore
[00:05.43] They came upon this kind of box
[00:08.10] All bound with chains and locked with locks
[00:09.92] And labelled "kindly do not Touch, it's WAR"
[00:15.43] Decree was issued round about
[00:18.15] All with a flourish and a shout
[00:19.94] And gayley colored mascots trippling lightly on the fore
[00:22.61] "Do not tamper with this deadly box"
[00:25.46] "Don"t break the chains or pick the locks"
[00:27.28] "Please don't ever play about with war"
[00:31.76] Well the children understood
[00:34.50] Children happen to be good
[00:36.27] And they were just as around the time of yore
[00:39.95] They didn't try to break the chains or pick the locks
[00:42.68] They didn't play about with war
[00:46.34] Mommies didn't either
[00:48.12] Sisters aunts grannies neither
[00:49.92] They were quiet and sweet and pretty in those wondrous days of yore
[00:56.28] Fairley much the same as now
[00:58.97] Not the ones to blame somehow
[01:01.64] For opning up that deadly box of war.
[01:05.26] But someone did,
[01:07.15] Someone battered in the lid
[01:09.84] And spilled the insides out across the floor
[01:13.40] A Kind of bouncy bumpy ball, filled with guns and flags and all the tears and
[01:18.86] Horror and death, that goes with war.
[01:21.51] It bounced right out and went crashing all about
[01:24.37] And bumping into everything in store
[01:26.13] And what was sad and most unfair
[01:27.98] Is that it didn't really seem to care much who it bumped
[01:30.61] Or why, or what, or for.
[01:36.04] It bumped the children mainly
[01:38.82] And I'll tell you this quite plainly
[01:42.41] It bumps them evry day and more, and more
[01:45.16] And leaves them dead and burned and dying
[01:46.96] Thousands of them sick and crying
[01:50.55] Cos when it bumps
[01:52.31] Its really very sore
[01:56.97] Now theres a way to stop the ball
[01:59.62] It isn't difficult at all
[02:01.49] All it takes is wisdom
[02:03.23] And I'm absolutley sure
[02:05.02] We can get the ball back in the box
[02:05.97] And bind the chains
[02:08.69] And lock the locks
[02:11.40] No one seems to want to save the children any more
[02:15.01] Well thats the way it all appears
[02:19.52] That balls been bouncing round for years and years
[02:24.12] In spite of all the wisdom whiz since those wondrous days of yore
[02:27.71] When they came upon this kind of box
[02:30.50] All bound with chains and locked with locks
[02:34.06] And labelled "Kindly do not touch"
[02:38.66] "ITS WAR"
[02:41.34]
[00:02.70] In the woundrous days of yore
[00:05.43] They came upon this kind of box
[00:08.10] All bound with chains and locked with locks
[00:09.92] And labelled "kindly do not Touch, it's WAR"
[00:15.43] Decree was issued round about
[00:18.15] All with a flourish and a shout
[00:19.94] And gayley colored mascots trippling lightly on the fore
[00:22.61] "Do not tamper with this deadly box"
[00:25.46] "Don"t break the chains or pick the locks"
[00:27.28] "Please don't ever play about with war"
[00:31.76] Well the children understood
[00:34.50] Children happen to be good
[00:36.27] And they were just as around the time of yore
[00:39.95] They didn't try to break the chains or pick the locks
[00:42.68] They didn't play about with war
[00:46.34] Mommies didn't either
[00:48.12] Sisters aunts grannies neither
[00:49.92] They were quiet and sweet and pretty in those wondrous days of yore
[00:56.28] Fairley much the same as now
[00:58.97] Not the ones to blame somehow
[01:01.64] For opning up that deadly box of war.
[01:05.26] But someone did,
[01:07.15] Someone battered in the lid
[01:09.84] And spilled the insides out across the floor
[01:13.40] A Kind of bouncy bumpy ball, filled with guns and flags and all the tears and
[01:18.86] Horror and death, that goes with war.
[01:21.51] It bounced right out and went crashing all about
[01:24.37] And bumping into everything in store
[01:26.13] And what was sad and most unfair
[01:27.98] Is that it didn't really seem to care much who it bumped
[01:30.61] Or why, or what, or for.
[01:36.04] It bumped the children mainly
[01:38.82] And I'll tell you this quite plainly
[01:42.41] It bumps them evry day and more, and more
[01:45.16] And leaves them dead and burned and dying
[01:46.96] Thousands of them sick and crying
[01:50.55] Cos when it bumps
[01:52.31] Its really very sore
[01:56.97] Now theres a way to stop the ball
[01:59.62] It isn't difficult at all
[02:01.49] All it takes is wisdom
[02:03.23] And I'm absolutley sure
[02:05.02] We can get the ball back in the box
[02:05.97] And bind the chains
[02:08.69] And lock the locks
[02:11.40] No one seems to want to save the children any more
[02:15.01] Well thats the way it all appears
[02:19.52] That balls been bouncing round for years and years
[02:24.12] In spite of all the wisdom whiz since those wondrous days of yore
[02:27.71] When they came upon this kind of box
[02:30.50] All bound with chains and locked with locks
[02:34.06] And labelled "Kindly do not touch"
[02:38.66] "ITS WAR"
[02:41.34]