I'm going to get Lit-Up

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When the nations lose their war-sense
And the world gets back its horse-sense
What a day for celebration that will be.
When some body shouts "The fight's up!"
And "It's time to put the lights up!"
Then the first thing to be lit up will be me.
1  I'm going to get lit-up when the lights go up in London
I'm going to get lit up as I've never been before....
You will find me on the tiles
You will find me wreathed in smiles
I'm going to get so lit up I'll  be visible for miles
The city will sit up when the lights go up in London
We'll all be lit up as the Strand was, only more, much more,
And before the party's played out
They will fetch the Fire Brigade out
To the lit-est up-est scene you ever saw
 		2 I'm going to get pickled when they light up Piccadilly
I'm going to get pickled as I've never been before....
From the fountains wine will flow
On the rolling crowds below
While I'm on top of Eros shooting arrows from his bow
The people will perk up when they light up Piccadilly
The whole ec-stat-ic pop-u-la-tion will be canned, canned, canned,
Thro' our Gins and An-go-stu-ras
We'll see little pale pink Fuehrers
Hi-de-Heiling from the Circus to the Strand
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3 A regular flare-up when they light Trafalgar Square up,
A regular sight to open Nelson's other eye
Through the day and through the night
Signal beacons they will light
"England this day expects the nation to be tight."
They'll have to stop traffic when they light Trafalgar Square up
And down the rocky road to Westminster we will reel, reel, reel,
What a shindy we will kick up
Old Big Ben will chime a hic-cup
To ep-it-o-mise the sentiments we feel.		  4  I'm going to get unsedately so serenely stinking
I'm going to get stinking as I've never been before....
When the dogs have had their day
And the fight has had its fray
We'll all be swapping battle dress for bottle dress that day.
I'm going to get positively permanently pie-eyed,
The day we finally exterminate the Hun, Hun. Hun,
There'll be joy and there'll be laughter
And there'll be no Morning After
For we'll all be drunk for muns and muns and muns!