A verse sometimes makes a melody...
And sometimes it just don't mean squat to me
But a bible verse
Is even worse
Than any kind of a parody.
Halleluja, I'm comin' home!
Hallelujah, I'm comin' home!
From across the blue waves and the foam
I'm homesick and seasick...
Hallelujah, I'm comin' home!
From across the blue waves and the foam
I'm homesick and seasick
I've had this "I'm free" schtick
So never no more will I roam
Travel is such an expense
Travel is such an expense
I really should have much more sense
Train, plane, car or barge,
Travel is such an expense
I really should have much more sense
Train, plane, car or barge,
Of course, there's a charge,
But the fun puts the fee in past tense.
To save money, you could try hitch-hiking
To save money, you could try hitch-hiking
It's cheaper and safer than unicycling
But if I had my druthers,
To save money, you could try hitch-hiking
It's cheaper and safer than unicycling
But if I had my druthers,
I'd forget 'bout those others,
And take a Jet - that's much more to my liking.
Don't you wish you could fly like an eagle?
Don't you wish you could fly like an eagle?
carry yourself serene and regale
soar the sky upon a wing...
Don't you wish you could fly like an eagle?
Carry yourself serene and regal
Soar the sky upon a wing
Look down, see everything
From mountaintops, not like a seagull
Those nasty, loud gulls are a bother...
Those nasty, loud gulls are a bother
they beg for food one after another
they make a mess for all to see...
Those nasty, loud gulls are a bother
They beg for food one after another
They make a mess for all to see
And scream each raucous plea...
Those nasty, loud gulls are a bother
They beg for food one after another
They make a mess for all to see
And scream each raucous plea
Our nice day at the beach they do smother.
They seem to like Fritos the best
They seem to like Fritos the best
That's what they take home to their nest
Those chicks need some feeding
They seem to like Fritos the best
That's what they take home to their nest
Those chicks need some feeding
And corn is something they're needing
To grow up and fly with the rest.
To what do we owe this fine day?
To what do we owe this fine day?
To the state you live in, I'd say.
My nose is the hue
Of icicles blue
To what do we owe this fine day?
To the state you live in, I'd say.
My nose is the hue
Of icicles blue
And the skies are all cloudy and gray.
There once was a young man named Craven...
There once was a young man named Craven
I think he thinks he's a Raven
There once was a young man named Craven
(I think he thinks he's a raven)
He was always so funny
'Til he ran out of money
Now we know he'll be workin' and slavin'...
To save A2K, so we'll help him
Lola wrote:He knows he can't win
But that isn't a sin
he fell off his horse
a custom of course
but this time he's broken his shin
