Lyrics to "Anything Goes" by Cole Porter.
Times have changed,
And we've often rewound the clock,
Since the Puritans got a shock,
When they landed on Plymouth Rock.
If today, any shock they should try to stem,
'Stead of landing on Plymouth Rock,
Plymouth Rock would land on them.
In olden days a glimpse of stocking,
Was looked on as something shocking,
But now, God knows,
Anything goes.
Good authors too,
Who once knew better words,
Now only use four letter words writing prose.
Anything goes.
If driving fast cars you like,
If low bars you like,
If old hymns you like,
If bare limbs you like,
If Mae West you like,
Or me undressed you like,
Why nobody will oppose!
When every night,
The set that's smart,
Is intruding at nudist parties,
In studios.
Anything goes.
When Mrs. Ned McLean (God bless her!),
Can get Russian Reds to 'yes' her,
Than I suppose,
Anything goes.
When Rockefeller still can hoard,
Enough money to let Max Gordon,
Produce his shows,
Anything goes.
The world has gone mad today,
And good's bad today,
And black's white today,
And days night today,
And that gent today,
You gave a cent today,
Once had several châteaux.
When folks who still can ride in jitneys,
Find out Vanderbilts and Whitneys,
Lack baby clothes.
Anything goes.
When Sam Goldwyn,
Can with great conviction,
Instruct Anna Sten in diction,
Then Anna shows,
Anything goes.
When you hear that,
Lady Mendl standing up,
Now does a handspring landing up,
On her toes!
Anything goes.
Just think of those shocks you've got,
And those knocks you've got,
And those blues you've got,
From those news you've got,
And those pains you've got,
(If any brains you've got!),
From those little radios.
So Mrs. R,
With all her trimmings,
Can broadcast a bed from Simmons,
Cause Franklin knows,
Anything goes!
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