Lyrics:

F London Bridge is falling down, E Am And the people want their crown. D G They are not fooling a-round. C G C C7F Gimme my crown, gimme my crown, gimme my crown. F So I'll say these words to you, Dm C Though you won't believe a word I say... G Gonna say the words anyway. Bb Am Poems are pretty; Tales are tall. Bb Only the witches recall: A G The bigger they are, The harder they fall. Jack and Jill went up the hill They were looking for a thrill But she forgot to take her pill Gimme my pill, gimme my pill, gimme my pill Through our fantasies we fly In the prison of our dreams we die Dieting in an apple pie *chorus* Mary had a little lamb Couldn't make it with a man She buried babies in the sand Gimme my sand, gimme my sand, gimme my sand So the visions came to stay She was beheaded on a holiday That's the price you have to pay *chorus* Mother goose is on the loose Stealing lines from Lenny Bruce Drinking booze and killing jews Gimme my jews, gimme my booze, gimme my jews Six million jingles can't be wrong From the dragon to the Viet Cong Fairy tales have come along *chorus*