Song Of The Elves

ONCE UPON A TIME

IN THE LAND OF RHYME

THERE WAS A SHIP AT SAIL UPON A MAGIC SEA

AND STOWED AWAY ON BOARD WAS ME

ON THE GALLEY SHELVES

WAS FOOD FOR ELVES

AND THE ELVES ROWED ALONG SINGING THIS SONG

FOR ANYONE WHO HAPPENED TO BE ALONG AND THEMSELVES.

IT WENT:

%^$#$*&%*&(_)*_)(&

%$#%*&(*_(^*%$^&*(

^$#$%&_*+*_+_(&&^

(and I mumbled unintelligibly: "furthermore, Baltimore, Dig it!")

I TRIED AND I STRAINED

TO MAKE OUT THEIR REFRAIN

BUT THE WORDS TUMBLED OUT UPON AN ENDLESS SEA

AND FOLLOWING THEM ALONG WAS ME

SO TAKE A FRIEND BY THE HAND

GET DOWN TO THAT SAND

STRETCH YOUR SOUL AND YOUR SENSES TOO

AND THAT SHIP'LL PULL UP ALONGSIDE OF YOU

SINGING:

%^$#$*&%*&(_)*_)(&

YOU CAN MAKE IT OUT IF YOU LISTEN CLEAR

%^$#$*&%*&(_)*_)(&

IT'S NOTHING YOU WOULDN'T WANT TO HEAR

%^$#$*&%*&(_)*_)(&

THEY'RE SINGING, SINGING, SINGING,

"FOLDEROL"

AND SOMETHING ABOUT ELVES BEING TALL.

AND THEY'RE SINGING, "HOLY, HOLY, HOLY".

CUZ THESE ELVES BELIEVE IN GOD

AND THE POSSIBILITY OF DYING IN THE FOG

AND FORTUNES ON THE RUN

AND THE POWER OF A GUN

BATTLES LOST AND BATTLES WON

AND STAYING CLEAR UNTIL THEIR DONE

HAVING KIDS AND HAVING FUN

AND SAILING HIGH ACROSS THE SUN

TILL OUT OF RHYMES THEY'VE RUN.

THEY BEGIN AGAIN, THEY GO:

"FOLDEROL"

AND "ELVES ARE TALL"

AND "HOLY, HOLY. HOLY"

"FOLDEROL"

(fade out)