LOST SONGS of KENLAND
Lyrics to ALL 29 Songs
all songs © KEN LONNQUIST 1986
1. Sunny Side Up
Wakin’ up in the mornin’... the sleepers fill my eyes
Wakin’ up in the mornin’... the last thing in the world I wanna do is shine and rise
But then my nostrils start to sniffin’... and somethin’ smells so good to me
I go downstairs to the kitchen and this is what I see:
One hundred percent fresh Orange Juice, Bran Toast on the side
Three Pancakes, a Pecan Waffle and crisp Potato Fries
Black Coffee, a side of Bacon and send some Eggs my way
“How’dja like ’em done?” That’s an easy one!
Make ’em sunny side up today!
Sunny side up! Sunny sunny side—sunny side up today!
Sunny side up! Fill your coffee cup, open your eyes and say
“I’m gonna huff—gonna huff and puff all those clouds away
Sunny sunny side—sunny sunny side—sunny side up today!
Eggs scrambled or poached or basted won’t do the trick for me
Eggs benedict, omelettes or even over easy
I’ve tested the rest, the best is still this breakfast entree:
Sunny sunny side—sunny sunny side—sunny side up today!
Chorus
You don’t set the course of fate by which side you leave the bed
The sun and the shadows really are all inside you head!
So stiffen your lip and slip off the covers, rise and say:
Sunny sunny side—sunny sunny side—sunny side up today!
Chorus
2. Something In The Bathroom
There’s something in the bathroom — I don’t know what it is...
But my brother won’t go in there — I wonder what that something is?
3. Who Are You?
(from my musical ”Alice")
I’ll give you some advice I think you really ought to keep
’Cause if you don’t I guarantee you’ll be in trouble deep
You won’t know where you’ve come from or which way you ought to go
If you can’t give an answer when somebody wants to know:
Who... are you? Who... who are you?
Oh, you can keep track of the time by winding all your clocks
And you can keep track of your feet by counting all your socks
And you can keep track of your books—just put ’em on your shelf
But most importantly you’ve got to keep track of yourself!
Who... are you? Who... who are you?
Who are, who are, who are, who are you?
Who are, who are, who are, who are you?
Who are, who are, who are, who are you?
Who... who are you?
So keep yourself together, keep it on an even keel
Keep your eyes wide open and keep track of what you feel
If you can keep these simple rules, no matter where you go
You’ll never lose your balance, ’cause you’re always gonna know:
Who are you? Who... who are you?
Who, who, who, who, who... are you?
Who are, who are, who are, who are you?
Who are, who are, who are, who are you?
Who are, who are, who are, who are you?
Who... who are you?
4. The Alligator Rag
Don’t get caught with your pants down when there’s an alligator around
Don’t get caught with your pants down when there’s a willd alligator in town
’Cause them alligators got a big bite and they’ll chomp on anything in sight
So don’t get caught with your pants down when there’s an alligator around
Don’t sit down on a sofa if it’s made of porcupine fur
Don’t sit down on that sofa or you’ll feel sorry for sure
‘Cause that prickly porcupine fur couch will prick your bottom and then—ouch!
Don’t sit down on a sofa if it’s made of porcupine fur
It’s sad but it’s true: no one looks out for you
So if the crocodiles are comin’ down the aisles
You gotta skidooo!
Don’t sit down in the outhouse when the wind-chill’s sixty below
Don’t sit down in the outhouse even though you’re dyin’ to go
’Cause when you drop your trousers and spread your feet
Your bottom might freeze to the toilet seat
Don’t sit down in the outhouse when the windchill’s sixty below
It’s sad but it’s true: no one looks out for you
So if you think it snowed around the old commode
You gotta skidooo!
Don’t get caught with your pants down when there’s an alligator around
Don’t get caught with your pants down when there’s a willd alligator in town
’Cause them alligators got a big bite and they’ll chomp on anything in sight
So don’t get caught with your pants down
When there’s a wild alligator, a wild alligator, a wild alligator around
When there’s a wild alligator, a wild alligator, a wild alligator around
When there’s a wild alligator, a wild alligator, a wild alligator around
5. Rhino
If you go walkin’ through the Jungle
Under the Ba-na-na-na Trees...
If you keep both your ears wide open
You’ll hear some music in the breeze...
Rhino! Tons of meat and horn and muscle.
Rhino! All he really likes to do
Rhino! Is hold a jungle-wide rehearsal!
Rhino! And Rhino gets to play kazoo!
He thinks he’s someone really famous
He wears a hat and mirrored shades
He says he’s got a Top Ten Record
He thinks old Rhino’s got it made!
Rhino! Tons of meat and horn and muscle.
Rhino! All he really likes to do
Rhino! Is hold a jungle-wide rehearsal!
Rhino! And Rhino gets to play kazoo!
He gives his pointy horn a polish
Using some toothpaste and a brush
He manicures his big, fat toenails
He thinks he’s a teenage rhino’s crush!
Rhino! Tons of meat and horn and muscle.
Rhino! All he really likes to do
Rhino! Is hold a jungle-wide rehearsal!
Rhino! And Rhino gets to play kazoo!
Don’t bother him when he’s rehearsing…
He’s getting set for Hollywood!
Kazooing his way to fame and fortune!
He thinks he plays it really good!
Rhino! Tons of meat and horn and muscle.
Rhino! All he really likes to do
Rhino! Is hold a jungle-wide rehearsal!
Rhino! And Rhino gets to play kazoo!
6. Say Please!
There once was a girl who would never say “please”
I believe if you even got down on your knees
She’d sit at the table, just a smug as you please
And yell at her mother with words such as these:
“I want the potatoes. Pass me the peas.
How ’bout some butter. Gimme the cheese.”
So, the fairies, this rude little daughter to please
Whisked her away on a powerful breeze
Down with the ants and the wasps and the bees
In the woods she must stay
‘Til she learns to say “please.”
7. Gentle Wind
Ah, gentle wind... please, won’t you stay? Why must you always blow away?
I’d like to spend some time with you... Where are you going to?
You rustle leaves, you touch the sky—You ripple water as you fly
I wish I could. I wish I knew: Where are you going to?
Ah, gentle wind... please, won’t you stay? Why must you always blow away?
I’d like to spend some time with you... Where are you going to?
Have you met others like me in distant lands across the sea?
Was their skin a different hue? Where are you going to?
Were they old or were they young? Did they speak in different tongues?
And did they ask the way I do: Where are you going to?
Ah, gentle wind... please, won’t you stay? Why must you always blow away?
I’d like to spend some time with you... Where are you going to?
As I breathe out my sigh’s the wind and somewhere someone’s breathing in
Though far apart, we’re joined by you. Where are you going to?
Ah, gentle wind... please, won’t you stay? Why must you always blow away?
I’d like to spend some time with you... Where are you going to?
8. A Very Special Day
(from my musical “Alice”)
It’s a very special day! All my cares have blown away!
And all I can think to say is: It’s my un-birthday!
Would you like to come to tea? You can celebrate with me!
’Cause you’re mad if you can’t see: this is my un-birthday!
Whose birthday is it today? Not mine! Not mine! Not mine!
Then why do you keep singing “happy birthday” all the time?
’Cause it’s a very special day! All my cares have blown away!
And all I can think to say is: It’s my un-birthday!
It’s mad, but it does make sense to me to celebrate life more...
Instead of just one day each year, three hundred sixty four!
Would you like to come to tea? You can celebrate with me!
’Cause you’re mad if you can’t see: this is my un-birthday!
Whose birthday is it today? Who cares?! Who cares?! Who cares?!
It makes no difference anyway! It’s a day beyond compare!
’Cause it’s a very special day! All my cares have blown away!
And all I can think to say is: It’s my un-birthday!
9. Kengos Bongos
Kengos Bongos!
Kengos Bongos!
Kengos Bongos!
10. Natalie
I know a girl named Natalie—she’s as cool as she can be
Every kid in the neighborhood would be her friend if she said they could!
Oh, Natalie, Natalie! Who? Who?
Natalie, Natalie! Who? Who?
Who? Oh, Natalie!
Natalie wears a little cap over eyes that sparkle and snap
She’s got a tail of long, brown hair—you can spot her anywhere!
Oh, Natalie, Natalie! Who? Who?
Natalie, Natalie! Who? Who?
Who? Oh, Natalie!
Natalie jumps like a rubber ball up through the window, down the hall
Bouncin’ like a kangaroo—you better watch out or she’ll jump on you!
Oh, Natalie, Natalie! Who? Who?
Natalie, Natalie! Who? Who?
Who? Oh, Natalie!
Natalie swims like a little fish! Don’t even got a tail to swish!
Got no scales, got no fins—but she’ll finish the race before you begin!
Oh, Natalie, Natalie! Who? Who?
Natalie, Natalie! Who? Who?
Who? Oh, Natalie!
Natalie paints like Picasso do! You oughta see something that she drew!
Yellow, orange, green and red—she’ll make the eyes pop out of your head!
Oh, Natalie, Natalie! Who? Who?
Natalie, Natalie! Who? Who?
Who? Oh, Natalie!
11. Cinders And Cinderbugs
(from my musical“Cinderella”)
Under the fireplace there is a hole:
Down where the ashes and bright embers go
Down in the dark where no wind ever blows...
Into a world only cinderbugs know
Yo ho, yo ho, yo ho, yo ho... into a world only cinderbugs know
When the bright embers have cooled and died,
Lay your ears down by the stony hearthside
And in the silence, if your time you bide
You’ll hear the cinderbugs laughing inside
Inside, inside, inside, inside... you’ll hear the cinderbugs laughing inside
Cinders and cinderbugs, cuddling warm and snug
Down in the dark where the bright embers glow
Cinders and cinderbugs, giving eachother hugs
If you’re alone, it’s a nice place to go
Others say that cinderbugs are ugly, dirty things
But with them I’m so warm and snug
They always make me sing... I sing, I sing...
Cinders and Cinderbugs... Cinders and Cinderbugs...
Cinders and Cinderbugs, Cinderbugs, Cinderbugs...
When I am lonely, I know I can go
Down where the Cinderbugs laugh: Yo ho ho!
Dancing all night in the safety below
Far from my troubles, where no one will know
Yo ho, yo ho, yo ho, yo ho... Far from my troubles where no one will know
Chorus
12. Princess And The Pea
Well, once there was a Prince and he’d been lonely all his life
All he really wanted was a Princess for a wife
But nowhere in this wide world, though he searched with zest and zeal
Could he find—of any kind—a Princess that was real!
Outside in the rain one night, he heard the knocker knock
A girl was there with long wet hair and soggy silken socks
She said, “I wonder if you’d offer lodging and a meal?
For I have been—and I still am—a Princess that is real!”
Well, the Prince got so excited that he jumped up and down
He turned a flip and then he slipped and lost his golden crown
’Cause somewhere in his heart of hearts he knew and he could feel
That here at last, within his grasp, he’d a Princess that was real
But the Queen said, “I believe I’ve heard this song and dance before
So I’ll place a pea and twenty mattresses upon the floor
And in the morning when she wakes if tired and sore she feels
We’ll know at last, unlike the past, she’s a Princess that is real!”
Well... everyone was breathless as the sun cracked through the dawn
They looked up at the mattress tower and they heard a sleepless yawn:
“I didn’t sleep at all last night!” she said, “And my ordeal
Was all because beneath my bed a hard pea I could feel!”
Well, I guess you’ve guessed: the guest list for the wedding was drawn up!
They dined on wine and wined and dined until the sun came up!
And till they’d both grown gray and old they ate with every meal
A cup of peas in honor of the Princess who was real!
13. Doin’ The Dishes
We had some quesadillas, we had some refried beans
We dirtied up our dishes , now we gotta get ’em clean
We’re doin’ the dishes: Scrub! Rub! Rack!
We’re doing the dishes: Scrub! Rub! Rack!
Scrubbin’ and a-rubbin’ and we’re doin’ all the dishes, now!
We had some long spaghetti... the sauce was really keen!
We dirtied all our plates and now we gotta get ’em clean!
Chorus
What do you get when you use a fork? A dirty fork!
What do you get when you use a spoon? A dirty spoon!
What do you get when you use a glass? A dirty glass!
You just can’t leave ’em like that! No!
We had some rice with tofu, some oriental greens
We dirtied up our chopsticks now we gotta get ’em clean!
Chorus
14. Makin’ Bacon
Hello, you! How d’you do? Will you be my friend?
We’d have fun here in the sun, dear... lyin’ in my pen!
I ain’t got money but believe me, honey: my barn’s nice and warm...
It only leaks a little bit whenever there’s a storm!
I got friends: ducks and hens, geese and horsies, too
Cows and sheep that “moo” and bleat, and they’ll be real nice to you
So sit right down and skip the town and try the night life here
The moon and starshine, no, I wouldn’t give you a bum steer!
And if the Wicked Wolf comes, I’ll take care of you, hon
I don’t care how hard he blows
Let the other piggies flip their little wiggies
I’ll just punch him in the nose
Darlin’ he don’t skeer me, long as you are near me
Everything’ll be all right
We’ll eat all day and dream of makin’ bacon every night!
Our kids will play in lofts of hay and they’ll toss us cobs of corn
The sun will rise as the old Cock cries over fields of the early morn
And we’ll act lazy swayin’ daisies, and watch the sun go down
Oh, darlin’ life will be a squeal just having you around!
Chorus
15. My Mother’s snoring
My Mother’s snooooring
Keeps the cows and the pigs and the pigs and the cows
And the geese and the horses and the horses and the geese
And the dogs and the cats and the cats and the dogs awake all night!
The farm life was so peaceful... you bet it used to be
Back in the nights when Mother and the animals and me
Slept under the starlight after a hard day’s choring
But now we toss and turn all on account of Mother’s snoring
Chorus
When the day is over and the sun sinks in the sky
Mother dons her night cap and goes off to sleepy-bye
But three floors up above her comes a rumble through the flooring
It bounces us right out of bed: kaboom! My Mother’s snoooooring
Chorus
The cow reverberations go “moo-moo-ing” through the dark
The cats screetch and “meow” and all the dogs begin to “bark”
The pigs “oink” down below while up above the geese are soaring
And all the horses whinny to the sound of Mother’s snoooooring
Chorus
The neighbors are complaining for miles and miles around
They say we’ve got to find a way to keep the racket down
Or else they’ll call the Sheriff, because there’s no ignoring
The ruckus in the barnyard that’s caused by Mother’s snoring
Chorus
16. A Little Dreamin’
(from my musical version of “Alice In Wonderland”)
I never thought that I could ever be living in a daydream
I never had a dream come true for me—oh, my doubts were strong
Now they’re gone—gone—gone!
I never thought the world could seem to me a place so filled with wonder
I never thought that I could feel so free—oh, my chains were strong
Now they’re gone—gone—gone!
A little dream… a little dreamin’ goes a long, long way!
A little dream… a little dreamin’ goes a long, long way!
A little dream… a little dreamin’ goes a long, long way!
I never thought that I could feel so much and not know what I’m feeling
So afraid of being out of touch—oh, my fears were strong
Now they’re gone—gone—gone!
A little dream… a little dreamin’ goes a long, long way!
A little dream… a little dreamin’ goes a long, long way!
A little dream… a little dreamin’ goes a long, long way!
And if you’d like to toss your cares away: a little dreamin’ goes a long, long way! A little dreamin’ goes a long, long way! A little dreamin’ goes a long, long way!
17. In The Jungle
Don’t go out in the Jungle after 12 o’clock
‘Cause at midnight up in the palm trees the Elephants start to rock!
They rock back and forth in the palm trees until they’re all awake
And then they drop down through the Jungle
Causing the ground to shake... and shake... and shake, and shake, and shake!
Now, why do you think the Pygmie people are so very small?
Before they went out in the Jungle they used to be very tall!
But once they went walking at midnight
When they should have been home in their beds
And all of the Elephants fell down, boom!
Right on top of their heads! Their heads! Boom! Right on top of their heads!
So don’t go out in the Jungle after 12 o’clock
‘Cause at midnight up in the palm trees the Elephants start to rock!
They rock back and forth in the palm trees until they’re all awake
And then they drop down through the Jungle
Causing the ground to shake... and shake...
And shake, and shake, and shake!
And shake, and shake, and shake and shake!
18. Monkey Talk
Well, the Monkey jumped down from the Ba-na-na Tree
Handed a Ba-na-na to me
I said, “Thank you very much for the Ba-na-na!”
And he said, “Don’t talk that way! Uh-Ungh!
Say ooo ooo ooo—say eee eee eee! If you want to talk to me!
Say ooo ooo ooo—say eee eee eee! That’s Monkey Talk, so talk Monk-ey!”
The Monkey said, “Up in the Ba-na-na Tree
Nobody talks like you and me...
So if you don’t want to be confused
These are the words that you must use:
Say ooo ooo ooo—say eee eee eee! If you want to talk to me!
Say ooo ooo ooo—say eee eee eee! That’s Monkey Talk, so talk Monk-ey!”
I followed him up in the Ba-na-na Tree
Animals talking cra-zy
Laughing and singing all day long
And these were the words to every song:
Say ooo ooo ooo—say eee eee eee! If you want to talk to me!
Say ooo ooo ooo—say eee eee eee! That’s Monkey Talk, so talk Monk-ey!”
19. The Dolphins And The Mermaid
Oh, the Dolphins and the Mermaid they’ll be coming here tonight
For they know quite well that you’ve been feeling bad...
They’ve been listening to the seashells, they’ve been talking to the waves
And they understand the things that make you sad...
They’ll tell you they are different, but they don’t even care
The things that matter aren’t the things we see
It’s what we have inside us: the Mermaid, you and me
And the Dolphins swimming deep beneath the Sea!
Oh, the Dolphins and the Mermaid cannot speak the way we do
But they get along quite well in their own way...
For the Dolphins have a different voice, the Mermaid none at all
So she’ll use her hands to sign what she would say
They’ll tell you they are different, but they don’t even care
The things that matter aren’t the things we see
It’s what we have inside us: the Mermaid, you and me
And the Dolphins swimming deep beneath the Sea!
The Dolphins and the Mermaid cannot run like me and you
But they’re faster and they’re stronger anyway...
And although the Dolphins have no legs, fins are all they need
To race and swim and circle as they play...
They’ll tell you they are different, but they don’t even care
The things that matter aren’t the things we see
It’s what we have inside us: the Mermaid, you and me
And the Dolphins swimming deep beneath the Sea!
20. Boogedy Blues
I’ve begun to get the feeling something lives under my bed!
I think it’s Six feet Seven—and I think it’s eyes are red!
I’ve begun to get the feeling... but I haven’t really checked...
‘Cause I’m afraid of what might happen if I crawl under to inspect!
I’ve got those: Lights out! Bedtime! Boogedy Blues!
I looked under there in the daytime... but all there was was dust
And a piece of an old sandwich with moldy peanut butter crust
And a stocking I was missing. That was all—but I’m still scared!
‘Cause at night I get the feeling, after I’m tucked in bed—it’s there!
I’ve got those: Lights out! Bedtime! Boogedy Blues!
I don’t believe in Werewolves! I don’t believe in Frankenstein!
I don’t believe in Vampires! They’re a silly waste of time!
I don’t believe in Ghosts or Goblins! But it fills my heart with dread...
Wondering who left that old sandwich half-eaten underneath my bed!
I’ve got those: Lights out! Bedtime! Boogedy Blues!
21. Zinger
Well, I got a little puppy and his name is Zinger.
When it comes to puppies he’s a real humdinger
He never ever howls—he’s a natural-born singer
And his Elvis Imitation is a real dead-ringer!
Eee Hee Eee Hee Pah Tee Hee! Eee Hee Eee Hee Pah Tee Hee!
All the Elvis Imitators come to hear him...
I believe they’ve secretly begun to fear him!
They can’t outwiggle and they can’t outsnear him...
Crowds are going crazy trying to get near him!
Eee Hee Eee Hee Pah Tee Hee! Eee Hee Eee Hee Pah Tee Hee!
He sings the Elvis songs people love so well
Like “Hound Dog” and “Heartbreak Hotel”
“Jailhouse Rock” and the “Blue Suede Shoes”!
Ask him and he’ll sing whatever song you choose!
Eee Hee Eee Hee Pah Tee Hee! Eee Hee Eee Hee Pah Tee Hee!
He sings ’em with a growl and an “Arf! Arf! Arf!”
And then he throws away a sweaty little scarf!
If you’re feeling lonesome for the Rock N’ Roll King—
You really ought to come and hear my puppy sing!
Eee Hee Eee Hee Pah Tee Hee! Eee Hee Eee Hee Pah Tee Hee!
Well, I got a little puppy and his name is Zinger.
When it comes to puppies he’s a real humdinger
He never ever howls—he’s a natural-born singer
And his Elvis Imitation is a real dead-ringer!
Eee Hee Eee Hee Pah Tee Hee! Eee Hee Eee Hee Pah Tee Hee!
22. The Girl And Mister Moon
A little girl came knocking upon Mr. Moon’s front door
And Mr. Moon said, “My darling child, what have you come here for?”
And she said, “Mr. Moon I need a favor one or two.”
And he winked and smiled and he said, “My Child, I’ll see what I can do.”
She said, “Mr. Moon, the world is a frightful place tonight.
I’ve come to ask one beam of love from you to set it right
To wash away the shadows from the valley and the hill.”
And he winked and smiled and he said, “My Child, for you I surely will.”
So Mr. Moon he opened up his magic chest that night
He took a golden moonbeam out—she trembled at the sight
And he said, “In your heart this beam of love must always dwell.”
And he winked and smiled and he said, “My Child... always guard it well.”
And where she moved, the shadows paled... the angry voice grew still
She fell asleep beneath a tree, awoke upon a hill
And as the old Moon fled the sky she asked, “Was it a dream?”
And he winked and smiled and he said, “My Child... it’s what you make it seem.”
23. Dagger
Dagger is a kitty cat. He’s big and soft and tan and fat.
He wanders all around the house safari-hunting for a mouse!
Mousey, mousey, whisker gray
You’d better watch your tail!
Mousey, mousy, night and day
My cat follows your trail!
Dagger doesn’t make a sound as he sniffs and creeps around
But when you think the coast is clear he may be lurking very near!
Mousey, mousey, whisker gray
You’d better watch your tail!
Mousey, mousy, night and day
My cat follows your trail!
If you hide inside your hole you won’t make Dagger’s belly full...
But if outside your hole you run—your stealing-cheese-days may be done!
Mousey, mousey, whisker gray
You’d better watch your tail!
Mousey, mousy, night and day
My cat follows your trail!
24. Be-Boppa-Doodley-Oppa
Be-Boppa-Doodley-Oppa-Lee-Yi-Yo!
Be-Boppa-Doodley-Oppa-Lee-Yi-Yo!
Be-Boppa-Dee! Be-Boppa-Doh!
Be-Boppa-Doodley-Oppa-Lee-Yi-Yo!
My sister Peg and I wrote this song.
It’s pretty short—it’s just one verse long!
I wrote the words, she wrote the song...
Hope you enjoyed it cause now—it’s—gone!
25. Backwards
(from my musical “Cinderella”)
Backwards was never my favorite direction!
Backwards was never my favorite way to go!
When you go backwards, I’ve learned through close inspection
You always reach your destination much too slow!
Backwards! What a dirty little word! Backwards! The whole notion is absurd!
You cannot win a footrace going backwards
You’d never ever reach the finish line!
And you’d soon run out of rope if you hung your every hope
On a soul that turns around and runs from trouble all the time!
Backwards! I’d not noticed it before... Backwards! But it’s really quite a bore!
You can’t learn anything new going backwards...
‘Cause backwards leads where you’ve already been!
If adventure’s what you seek, and you’d like to take a peek
At the new world just ahead you’d better turn around again!
Backwards, backwards—vile and black words
Off the track words—now I see...
Forward, forward—we need more words
Pushing toward our destiny!
What if the world were like a book and we turned back the pages...
Yes! In no time at all we’d look and be in the dark ages!
Think of where we’d be if all the knowledge
We gained by going forward—poof!—was gone!
We’d still be in the dark, without even a spark
Of light to catch a glimpse of what the devil’s going on!
Backwards! What a frightful little word! Backwards! It’s delightful that I’ve heard!
Backwards was never my favorite direction!
Backwards was never my favorite way to go!
When you go backwards, I’ve learned through close inspection
You always reach your destination much too slow!
That’s why I never go! I never, ever, ever go... backwards!
26. Just Like You
If you stood side by side with your friends, then multiplied
A billion times (or maybe two) you’d see a world of people just like you!
Sometimes friends both think they’re right. They disagree, and so they fight.
Nations, too, sometimes do... cause they’re made of people just like you!
Just like you! Just like you! Acting just the way you do...
Inside out, through and through: a world of people just like you!
But if you and your friends promised not to fight again...
And talked things out—the World might, too
‘Cause it’s made of people just like you!
Just like you! Just like you! Acting just the way you do...
Inside out, through and through: a world of people just like you!
Making peace with your friends: that’s the place to begin
If you do, the World will, too cause it’s made of people just like you!
Just like you! Just like you! Acting just the way you do...
Inside out, through and through: a world of people just like you!
27. Barefoot Blues
I’ve got them barefoot, barefoot, barefoot, barefoot blues!
Somebody stole my, stole my, stole my tennis shoes!
I’ve been searchin’, searchin’, searchin’ for the clues...
And the finger, finger, finger points at you!
Don’t tell me you don’t know what I’m talkin’ ’bout
I’ve searched this whole neighborhood inside and out
You’re cryin’, you’re lyin’, you say, “It wasn’t me!”
But everybody else has two shoes on and you’ve got three!
Chorus
The hat you’re wearing looks a bit suspicious, too...
It’s smelly, and it looks like an upside-down shoe!
You’re cryin’, you’re lyin’, you say, “It wasn’t me!”
But since when was a hat made by a sneaker company?
Chorus
The belt you’re wearing looks a lot like my shoelace
You tied the two together—I can see the place!
You’re cryin’, you’re lyin’, you say, “It wasn’t me!”
But why not just give up and give my sneakers back to me?!
Chorus
28. Chasing After Moonbeams
I’m chasing after moonbeams... wishing on a star
Chasing after moonbeams... never going far
I’m following a rainbow till I find the end
Following a rainbow ’round and back again
When I dream it always seems
Like I’m worlds away
Guess that’s why I could lie
Night and day…
Just chasing after moonbeams... wishing on a star
Chasing after moonbeams... never going far
I’m following a rainbow till I find the end
Following a rainbow ’round and back again
29. The Last Lost Song
No lyrics here... only the expressive language of the drums,
artfully played by the amazing Dane Richeson - on the track, "Rhino".
