Songs are the pulse of a nation's heart. A fever chart of its health. Yip Harburg More Quotes by Yip Harburg More Quotes From Yip Harburg Ding-dong, the wicked witch is dead. Yip Harburg wizard-of-oz-wizard witch wicked April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom, holiday tables under the trees. Yip Harburg paris holiday tree Leave the atom alone. Yip Harburg atoms leave-me-alone science No matter how much I prove and prod, I cannot quite believe in God; But oh, I hope to God that He, Unswervingly believes in me. Yip Harburg god matter believe We gotta be free - The eagle and me. see Amelia Jenks Bloomer, Emancipation of Women Yip Harburg amelia women eagles As the writer of the lyric of the song 'God's Country,' I am outraged by the suggestion that somehow I am connected with, believe in, or am sympathetic with Communist or totalitarian philosophy. Yip Harburg song philosophy country Someday I'll wish upon a star. Yip Harburg stars wish desire How are things in Glocca Mora this fine day? Yip Harburg fine-day fine Lives of great men all remind us, Greatness takes no easy way, All the heroes of tomorrow, Are the heretics of today. Socrates and Galileo, John Brown, Thoreau, Christ, and Debs, Heard the night cry "Down with traitors!" And the dawn shout "Up the rebs!" Yip Harburg greatness hero night A Russian child asked his mother : "does God know we don't believe in Him?" Yip Harburg mother believe children When the idle poor, Become the idle rich, You'll never know, Just who is who, Or who is which. Yip Harburg idle rich poor There ought to be a law against necessity. Yip Harburg ought law Say, it's only a paper moon, / Sailing over a cardboard sea. Yip Harburg moon inspirational funny Virtue is its own revenge. Yip Harburg revenge drinking integrity Follow the fellow who follows a dream. Yip Harburg fellows dream It's a Barnum and Bailey world, Just as phony as it can be... Yip Harburg phony world For what we are about to receive, Oh Lord 'tis Thee we thank,' said the cannibal as he cut a slice off the missionary's shank. Yip Harburg cutting thankfulness missionary WHERE and WHEN, Are lost in space. THERE and THEN, Do not embrace. So before we disappear, Come sweet NOW and kiss the HERE. Yip Harburg kissing space sweet Lives of great men all remind us greatness takes no easy way. Yip Harburg greatness men way Follow the yellow brick road. Yip Harburg brick-roads bricks yellow