"All Of It" lyrics

Oh dear, what's the problem
They're rowin' and squabblin'
There seems to be somethin' awry
For the last 14 nights
They've been havin' a fight
And we can always hear the same cry

Give me all of it, all of it
Not just a bit of it
None of your quarters, your thirds or your halves
The long and the tall
And the rise and the fall
Of it all of it all of it all

The priest at the alter
Was noticed to falter
He seemed to be weak at the knee
As a deacon poured out
The red wine from his cup
We could make out his virtuous plea

Give me all of it, all of it
Not just a bit of it
None of your quarters, your thirds or your halves
The long and the tall
And the rise and the fall
Of it all of it all of it all

The fiddler was playin'
Below in the kitchen
In the sweet after-hours that are best
When he left out the piece
And to turn out the [?]
And the dancers all stopped to request

Give me all of it, all of it
Not just a bit of it
None of your quarters, your thirds or your halves
The long and the tall
And the rise and the fall
Of it all of it all of it all

Now the barman was fillin'
And waitin' and spillin'
As the drinkers discussed this and that
With his thumb in the measure
He rose in displeasure
And he brought this response from one man

Give me all of it, all of it
Not just a bit of it
None of your quarters, your thirds or your halves
The long and the tall
And the rise and the fall
Of it all of it all of it all

O I have not the gumption
Or the [?] to finish
The song with a verse that succeeds
But I trust you can taste
And I know you won't waste
Yours and my precious time if you scream

Give me all of it, all of it
Not just a bit of it
None of your quarters, your thirds or your halves
The long and the tall
The rise and the fall
Of it all of it all of it all

Give me all of it, all of it
Not just a bit of it
None of your quarters, your thirds or your halves
The long and the tall
The rise and the fall
Of it all of it all of it all