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1928 Broadway
This Year of Grace the Musical - Britannia Rules the Waves Lyrics
Music and lyrics by Noël Coward.
CHORUS:
Hail, Neptune's daughter,
The pride of Finsbury Park,
Behold a modest clerk
Is goddess of the water.
Hail, pioneer girl,
Though rain and wind have come
You've swum and swum and swum,
You really are a dear girl.
DAISY:
Kind friends, I thank you one and all
For your delightful greetings.
I merely heard my country's call
At patriotic meetings.
CHORUS:
Just think of that,
Just think of that,
She got her inspiration at
A patriotic meeting.
Oh, tell us more,
Oh, tell us more,
Oh, tell us what you do it for,
It must be overheating.
DAISY:
Kind friends, I thank you all again
And since you ask me to
I will explain.
DAISY:
Like other chaste stenographers
I simply hate photographers
I also hate publicity.
CHORUS:
She lives for sheer simplicity.
DAISY:
For any woman more or less
A photo in the daily press
Is horribly embarrassing.
CHORUS:
It must be dreadfully harassing.
DAISY:
The British male
May often fail,
Our faith in sport is shaken,
So English girls awaken
And save the nation's bacon.
(Refrain 1:)
Up girls and at 'em,
And play the game to win,
The men must all give in
Before the feminine.
Bowl 'em and bat 'em
And put them on the run,
Defeat them every one,
Old Caspar's work is done.
We'll do our bit till our muscles crack,
We'll put a frill on the Union Jack,
If Russia has planned
To conquer us and
America misbehaves,
Up girls and at 'em,
Britannia rules the waves!
(Refrain 2:)
Up girls and at 'em,
Go out and win your spurs
For England much prefers
Applauding amateurs.
Man is an atom
So break your silly necks
In order to annex
Supremacy of sex.
Valiantly over the world we'll roam,
Husbands must wait till the cows come home.
The men of today
Who get in our way
Are digging their early graves.
Up girls and at 'em,
Britannia rules the waves!
(Refrain 3:)
Up girls and at 'em
And play the game to win,
The men must all give in
Before the feminine.
Bowl 'em and bat 'em
And put them on the run,
Defeat them every one,
Old Caspar's work is done.
We'll do our bit
Till our muscles crack,
We'll put a frill
On the Union Jack.
DAISY:
Here's to the maid
Who isn't afraid,
Who shingles and shoots and shaves.
CHORUS:
Up girls and at 'em,
Britannia rules the waves!
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This Year of Grace Britannia Rules the Waves Lyrics
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