(H.Arlen/E.Y.Harburg) 



Down with love

With flowers and rice and shoes

Down with love

The root of all midnight blues

Down with things

That give you that well-known pain

Take that moon

And wrap it in cellophane



Down with love let's liquidate

All it's friends

Like moon, June, roses

And rainbow's ends

Down with songs

That mourn about night and day

Down with love

Take it away, away



Take it away, take it away

Give it back to the birds

To bees and the Viennese



Down with eyes romantic and stupid

Down with sighs, down with cupid

Brother let's stuff that dove



Take it away, take it away

Give it back to the birds

To bees and the Viennese



Down with eyes romantic and stupid

Down with sighs, down with cupid

Brother let's stuff that dove



Down down down 

Down with love