Wednesday, August 03, 2005

All Things Dull And Ugly

Everyone loves Monty Python:

All things dull and ugly,
All creatures short and squat,
All things rude and nasty,
The Lord God made the lot.

Each little snake that poisons,
Each little wasp that stings,
He made their brutish venom,
He made their horrid wings.

All things sick and cancerous,
All evil great and small,
All things foul and dangerous,
The Lord God made them all.

Each nasty little hornet,
Each beastly little squid,
Who made the spikey urchin,
Who made the sharks, He did.

All things scabbed and ulcerous,
All pox both great and small,
Putrid, foul and gangrenous,
The Lord God made them all.


Some may recognise this song as Monty Python's take on the traditional hymn: "All things bright and beautiful". MP3 available on request. Please leave your email address.

Oh, and feel free to discuss the song, its lyrics or related themes.


Blogger jeffyen said...

hahaaa, probably not a very PC hymn to sing at church. However, I think the lyrics are quite biblical-based indeed...

Maybe James Herriot can offer an alternative title to his books too lol

Wednesday, August 03, 2005 9:05:00 AM  
Blogger heathcliffed said...

mp3 please:


Wednesday, August 03, 2005 12:30:00 PM  
Blogger loupgarou said...

haha... john rutter's version runs through my head

Monday, August 08, 2005 5:17:00 PM  
Blogger jeffyen said...

Yeah I have the Rutter version... old English hymns rock, man. ;p

All things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small,
All things wise and wonderful:
The Lord God made them all.

Each little flower that opens,
Each little bird that sings,
He made their glowing colors,
He made their tiny wings.

The rich man in his castle,
The poor man at his gate,
He made them, high or lowly,
And ordered their estate.

The purple headed mountains,
The river running by,
The sunset and the morning
That brightens up the sky.

The cold wind in the winter,
The pleasant summer sun,
The ripe fruits in the garden,
He made them every one.

The tall trees in the greenwood,
The meadows where we play,
The rushes by the water,
To gather every day.

He gave us eyes to see them,
And lips that we might tell
How great is God Almighty,
Who has made all things well.

Words: Ce­cil F. Al­ex­an­der, Hymns for Lit­tle Child­ren, 1848.
Music: “Roy­al Oak,” 17th Cen­tu­ry Eng­lish mel­o­dy; ar­ranged by Mar­tin F. Shaw.

Tuesday, August 09, 2005 11:46:00 AM  
Blogger Agagooga said...

So Rutter stole the tune eh? Heh heh.

Wednesday, August 10, 2005 1:52:00 AM  

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