Lyrics There Shall Be Monsters (Live) - Eric Idle , John Du Prez
                                                There 
                                                Shall 
                                                Be 
                                                Monsters
 
                                    
                                
                                                There 
                                                was 
                                                    a 
                                                general 
                                                feeling 
                                                that 
                                                the 
                                                end 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                world 
                                                was 
                                                nigh.
 
                                    
                                
                                                There 
                                                shall 
                                                be 
                                                monsters. 
                                                There 
                                                shall 
                                                be 
                                                monsters. 
                                                There 
                                                shall 
                                                be 
                                                monsters. 
                                                With 
                                                swollen 
                                                bellies 
                                                and 
                                                great 
                                                big 
                                                lips.
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                The 
                                                Beast 
                                                shall 
                                                have 
                                                six 
                                                heads. 
                                                And 
                                                will 
                                                run 
                                                about 
                                                the 
                                                streets. 
                                                On 
                                                twelve 
                                                legs 
                                                shouting 
                                                re, 
                                                On 
                                                twelve 
                                                legs 
                                                shouting 
                                                re,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Chaos! 
                                                Chaos. 
                                                Chaos 
                                                and 
                                                confusion. 
                                                And 
                                                irritation...
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh 
                                                damn, 
                                                damn, 
                                                damn, 
                                                damn, 
                                                damn, 
                                                damn, 
                                                damn, 
                                                damn, 
                                                damn, 
                                                damn, 
                                                damn, 
                                                damn, 
                                                damn, 
                                                damn, 
                                                damn, 
                                                Damnation!
 
                                    
                                
                                                On 
                                                twelve 
                                                legs 
                                                shouting 
                                                re 
                                                In 
                                                crowded 
                                                places!
 
                                    
                                
                                                There 
                                                shall 
                                                be 
                                                monsters. 
                                                There 
                                                shall 
                                                be 
                                                monsters. 
                                                There 
                                                shall 
                                                be 
                                                monsters. 
                                                With 
                                                swollen 
                                                bellies 
                                                and 
                                                great 
                                                big 
                                                lips.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Part 
                                                Two 
                                                    x 
                                                The 
                                                Boy 
                                                Next 
                                                Door 
5                                                Mandy's 
                                                Lament
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                The 
                                                Beast 
                                                shall 
                                                have 
                                                six 
                                                heads. 
                                                And 
                                                will 
                                                run 
                                                about 
                                                the 
                                                streets. 
                                                On 
                                                twelve 
                                                legs 
                                                shouting 
                                                re, 
                                                On 
                                                twelve 
                                                legs 
                                                shouting 
                                                re,
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                Evangelist 
                                                Monty 
                                                tells 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                rather 
                                                less 
                                                than 
                                                immaculate 
                                                conception 
                                                of 
                                                Brian.
 
                                    
                                
                                                There 
                                                was 
                                                    a 
                                                young 
                                                woman 
                                                called 
                                                Mandy 
                                                    A 
                                                friend 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                Lords 
                                                Who 
                                                sold 
                                                gourds 
                                                In 
                                                    a 
                                                stall.
 
                                    
                                
                                                    O 
                                                who 
                                                desires 
                                                my 
                                                pretty 
                                                gourds? 
                                                Round 
                                                and 
                                                small. 
                                                Five 
                                                shekels 
                                                for 
                                                them 
                                                all.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Along 
                                                came 
                                                    a 
                                                Roman 
                                                Centurion... 
                                                Nice 
                                                gourds. 
                                                Said 
                                                he. 
                                                Mind 
                                                if 
                                                    I 
                                                touch 
                                                'em?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Dream 
                                                on. 
                                                Said 
                                                she.
 
                                    
                                
                                                No 
                                                one 
                                                gets 
                                                to 
                                                touch 
                                                my 
                                                gourds 
                                                Till 
                                                    I 
                                                see 
                                                the 
                                                rewards 
                                                for 
                                                me. 
                                                Nothing 
                                                is 
                                                free!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Well...
 
                                    
                                
                                                He 
                                                promised 
                                                me 
                                                half 
                                                the 
                                                then 
                                                known 
                                                world 
                                                Asses' 
                                                milk 
                                                to 
                                                bathe 
                                                in 
                                                every 
                                                day 
                                                All 
                                                the 
                                                gold 
                                                that 
                                                    I 
                                                could 
                                                eat. 
                                                    A 
                                                house 
                                                in 
                                                Rome 
                                                right 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                Apian 
                                                Way.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ooo.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Soon 
                                                he 
                                                had 
                                                his 
                                                way 
                                                with 
                                                her, 
                                                Proved 
                                                he 
                                                was 
                                                    a 
                                                man.
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                rat 
                                                out 
                                                of 
                                                an 
                                                aqueduct 
                                                When 
                                                he 
                                                was 
                                                done 
                                                he 
                                                ran.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Mandy 
                                                was 
                                                abandoned 
                                                All 
                                                alone. 
                                                Where 
                                                was 
                                                she 
                                                to 
                                                go?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh 
                                                woe 
                                                woe 
                                                woe.
 
                                    
                                
                                                On 
                                                twelve 
                                                legs 
                                                shouting 
                                                re 
                                                In 
                                                crowded 
                                                places.
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                    a 
                                                sixteen-breasted 
                                                gorgon 
                                                shall 
                                                squat 
                                                On 
                                                    a 
                                                pole 
                                                singing 
                                                in 
                                                French.
 
                                    
                                
                            
                                Album
                                
Not the Messiah (He's a Very Naughty Boy) - Live at the Royal Albert Hall                                
                                
                                    
                         date of release
 08-06-2010
                            1 Mrs Betty Palin (Live)
2 Chaos and Confusion (Live)
3 There Shall Be Monsters (Live)
4 O God You Are So Big! (Live)
5 Mandy's Lament (Live)
6 Woe Woe Woe! (Live)
7 We Love Sheep (Live)
8 Spiritual (Live)
9 I Want to Change the World (Live)
10 What Have the Romans Ever Done for Us? (Live)
11 The People's Front of Judea (Live)
12 I Want to Be a Girl (Live)
13 The Market Square (Live)
14 You're the One (Live)
15 Mrs. Betty Palin (Again) [Live]
16 Hail To the Shoe! (Live)
17 Amourdeus (Live)
18 The Chosen One Has Woken (Live)
19 When They Grow Up (Live)
20 Take Us Home (Live)
21 Not the Messiah (Live)
22 Individuals (Live)
23 Find Your Dream (Live)
24 Arrested! (Live)
25 A Fair Day's Work (Live)
26 The Final Song (Live)
27 Always Look On the Bright Side of Life (Live)
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