The Family Moulton-Barrett Lyrics

All:
Schooled in filial-piety
Safe from the perils of Victorian society
Father preserves us under lock-and-key.
Others may risk their spiritual annex
Getting involved with the opposite sex
Not we.
Most emphatical you know
Not we.

Brother#1:
From every conceivable passion

Brother#2:
From every improbable vice.

Brother#3:
From some that are thoroughly nasty
and a few that are really rather nice.

All:
He shields his flock
He's a rock
Yes, morally our father is a rock.

Brother#1:
If one of us should eye an girl.

Sister#1:
Or boy!

Brother#3:
Or experience a moment re-passing joy
He would die.

All:
Yes, he'd die
He'd unquestionably die
Of shock.
We think as one
We act as one.

Brother#2:
We never do what should not be done.

All:
And we flinch if you mention good clean fun.
In the family Moulton-Barrett.

Girls:
Mama was sweet.

Boys:
Papa severe.

Brother#4:
Mama passed on

Brother#5:
Papa's still here.

Brother#1:
The ways of providence are not quite clear.

All:
To the family Moulton-Barrett.
Sex is not permissible
If your kissable kindly go away.

Boys:
We may not take hold of you.

Girls:
Oh, how bold of you!
He asked me for a polka!

Brother#1:
But always come
We never fuss.

Sister#1:
I would like a big man's hair to muss.

Boys:
The sins of the flesh are not for us.

All:
The family Moulton-Barrett.
Whatever we do
Whatever we say
there's one strict rule that we all obey.

Boys:
No one gets in the family way.

All:
In the family Moulton-Barrett.

Boys:
Wicked cousin Caroline
Dared to take a shine
To a certain man.

Brother#2:
What's more having wed with him
Went to bed with him.

Brother#3:
Had about us fainted.

Brother#1:
Tempt them devil papa
Once cried

Boy's:
We'll leave them to be tempted
We replied.

Lower Voiced Brother:
But the devil justRobert & Elizabeth - The Family Moulton-Barrett - http://motolyrics.com/robert-and-elizabeth/the-family-moulton-barrett-lyrics.html
Shrugged his horns and sighed.

Brother#2:
What with conscience pricking us.

Brother#1:
Father kicking us
Firmly in the rear.

Brother#3:
We stay starkly celibate.

Brother#1:
Scared to pick a mate.
And propagate the species.

All:
Onward Moulton-Barretts.
Down with heaven's foes.

Brother#2:
How we ever got here heaven only knows.

All:
We love papa
Revere papa.
Oh dear
Oh dear
Oh dear papa

Boys:
He really is a very
Very queer papa

All:
Is Edward Moulton-Barrett.

Boys:
We Learned our bibles backwards.

Girls:
We're demurely
Polite and prim.
But golly it's no livin'
Chat with the only sight
You get of him

Boys:
Or her

Girls:
The only sight you getta him.

All:
When we're told that we can't go dancing
We would frequently like to scream *ACK*

Brother#3:
But then we recall
Though in missing the ball
We're almost a credit to the team.

All:
Hey ho
Life's a bagatelle
Loves a carousel
Dearly have a ride

Brother#2:
Says our saintly patriarch
Strait from Noah's ark.

Brother#3
Ridding is forboden.

Brother#1:
Well one things clear:
the past is past.

Brother#6:
If someone doesn't do something fast.

Brother#1:
You're looking at the
Positively final cast.

All:
You will be the last my son.
Of the formerly fertile
Presently thrifty
Currently domicile
And number 50
Moulton-Barretts' of Wimpole Street
Worst

Boys:
One!

Girls:
A Two!

Boys:
A three!

Girls:
A four!

All:
The formerly fruitful
Rapidly shrinking

Brother#1:
Wouldn't it be heaven to get absolutely stinking...

All:
Moulton-Barretts' of Wimpole Street
Oxford Street
And Cavinty Square
Worst one!