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Good Evening and Goodnight

From "Beowulf: The Rock Opera"

Narrator: Meanwhile, outside, a lone figure stalked the moors. It was Grendel, the ogre-bear. A gigantic furry monster, as hideously deformed as he was vile. His monstrous form sulked up to the window of Heorot and peered in enviously.

Grendel:

Another night of feasting ends.

Friends lie down to sleep with friends.

But I know not the joys of being in the crowd.

To dance and eat and sing, and laugh and drink out loud.

But the cookie jars of monsters are the Heorots of men

If they would share their mead hall I would gladly share my fen,

Share my fen...

But humans can't be seen with me.

They'd rather kill my family.

They've kicked me in the rain for fifty zillion years,

Told their kids to spit on me and poke at me with spears!

But now the time has come to rise up from the mud.

If I can't drink their mead, I'll drink their greedy blood.

It's not wrong to kill evil.

It's only natural that I'd be bloodthirsty in a bloodthirsty world.

I'm sick of being on the outside, looking in.

It's time for them to feel the wrath... of GRENDEL!

Good evening, Heorot,

Good evening and good night!

I hope you don't mind

If I drop in for a bite.

Hrothgar says this hall is yours

For everything you've done for him

And similarly I've come to him

To pay his thanes for what they've done to me...

What they've done to me...

(Jeremy Dubin - vocals

Jon Greenlee - drums, bass, lead guitar)

Going to Coronado

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From "Down the Wrong Pipe"

Take the bridge to Coronado

In a cobalt blue Mini

Just a stone's throw from the city

And there you are

Where the bombers strafe the Hotel Del

And the people wail in anguish

I'll be going to Coronado in my car

Going to Coronado in my car

Where the bombers strafe the Hotel Del

And the people wail in anguish

I'll be going to Coronado in my car

Take the bridge to Coronado

In a fit of despondence

Where our lonely tears

Can mingle with the stars

Every soul in the U.S.

Keeps driving South and driving West

And we 're all going to Coronado in our cars

Going to Coronado in our cars

Every soul in the U.S.

Keeps driving South and driving West

And we 're all going to Coronado in our cars

(with apologies to James Taylor)

Give up the Kibble

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From "Down the Wrong Pipe"

Hello, perfection

Hello, you look spectacular

A confection

For the macula

That's eye candy

In the vernacular

You make me feel so

Banana fanna fo

Do you like my World mix

Did I overdo it on the votives

Should I talk less

Or is it too late to hide my motives

Might as well clean up my face

Before I take it on the chin

Don't want to Photoshop myself

But leave the red eye in

I'm one of the featherbrained riffraff

The flotsam and jetsam

If any of us have got some

Then the rest need to get some

So you might as well surrender

And get on with your life

Come on and give up the kibble

Just a little nibble

All right

And we all say hey

And we all say hey, hey, hey

Give up the kibble

Just a little nibble

All right, okay

Hey

And we all say hey, hey, hey

Give up the kibble

Just a little nibble

All right, okay

Common things being common

I'm probably a creep and I'm Peeping Tommin

Keeping it real

Keeping it cheap as a 24-pack of Ramen

But how does it feel

To know that Ive finally made my choice

It took me twenty and change to do it

But Ive found my voice

Now I grasping at straws

Hoping I pick the long one

Hoping I guess your blood type

Guessing I picked the wrong one

And the dog tags

Jangle jangle in the wind

Saying

If you 're close enough to read this

Then you ain't no friend.

I got a little wink wink

From my dirty uncle Buzz

And maybe Id slip it in your drink

If I knew what it was

But this one doesn't dissolve

We'll have to find something that does

And will make you

Give up the kibble

Just a little nibble

All right

And we all say hey

And we all say hey, hey, hey

Give up the kibble

Just a little nibble

All right, okay

Hey

And we all say hey, hey, hey

Give up the kibble

Just a little nibble

All right, okay

I want to lay you on the twin long flannel

On the White House lawn

And see you swimming across the English Channel

With your gym shoes on

Let's fall asleep and let the tide pool soak us

In Manila Bay

Cause you 're the reason my eyes defocus

The reason we all say

Hey

And we all say hey, hey, hey

Give up the kibble

Just a little nibble

All right, okay

Hey

And we all say hey, hey, hey

Give up the kibble

Just a little nibble

All right, okay

Girls are so Neat

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From "Jupiter the Balloon Horse"

Ive been digging towards death with this blue plastic cup

Pull the tap horizontal and don't let her up

All the best songs remind you that nobody cares

So let's pound on the tables and stand on the chairs

And let's drink to the girls

For as long as we can

To the ones we call lover

And the ones we call friend

Let's drink to our mothers

And the girls on the street

And if I'm drunk

It's just 'cause the girls are so neat

And if I'm drunk

It's just 'cause the girls are so neat

I get thrown through a window at least once a year

I have broken 12 ribs and did not shed a tear

Had to put down my dog, and I was not distressed

But when I think of the girls, I'm a misty-eyed mess

So let's drink to the girls

For as long as we can

To the ones we call lover

And the ones we call friend

Let's drink to our mothers

And the girls on the street

And if I'm drunk

It's just cause the girls are so neat

And if I'm drunk

It's just cause the girls are so neat

The good soldiers before me they suffered in awe

Of their wives and their daughters and sisters-in-law

Put this cup to your ear, you can still hear their ghosts

Slurring their way through the king of all toasts.

Let us drink to the girls

For as long as we can

To the ones we call lover

To the ones we call friend

Let's drink to our mothers

And the girls on the street

And if I'm drunk

It's just cause the girls are so neat

And if I'm drunk

It's just cause the girls are so neat

(Russell Schwartz - additional vocals

Harris Wulfson - fiddle)

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Good Evening and Goodnight

Going to Coronado

Give up the Kibble

Girls are so Neat

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