The Hard Taco Project
is a Simple Concept

I will write and record one song a month,
every month, until I am dead



I have been doing this since
1993 and so far my health is good.

Hard Taco Radio

Georgia

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Pendergrass and Potterville and Poetry and Porterdale and
Pepperton and Pacer and Pyne,
Winterville and Wildwood and Winokur and Wilmington and
Willacoochie, Worth, and Woodbine.
McIntyre and McIntosh and Madison and Mableton,
Mesena and Manassas and Macon,
Baconton and Belvedere and Birmingham, Benevolence and
Belleview and Brent and Big Arp.

These are the cities and towns
In the land of Georgia.
Strewn across the countryside
Like Godly chicken feed.
Somewhere in some holy book
Exists a list of righteous towns
And Georgia's found there many times indeed.

Everett and Emory, Experiment and Edison and
Emerson and Emerson Park,
Soperton and Stapleton and Stellaville and Summerville and
Sumac and Savannah and Stark.
Abbot's Ford and Aberdeen, Americus and Albany and
Amity, Atlanta, and Athens,
Carnegan and Carnegie and Cartecay and Cherokee,
Centenial and Cotton and Cash.

These are the cities and towns
In the land of Georgia.
Strewn across the countryside
Like Godly chicken feed.
Somewhere in some holy book
Exists a list of righteous towns
And Georgia's found there many times indeed.


(Jeff Bercovici - Co-author, additional vocals)

Copyright 1997 Zach London

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Instrumental

Copyright 1993 Zach London

Edgar Elephant

Edgar Elephant woke up one morn
Limp, dejected and blue.
He said "I just want a can full of corn,
All this fresh corn won't do."

So Edgar packed all of his things in a sack
And kissed his family good-bye.
He caught a bus to the airport and back, (Oh, poor Edgar..)
He was too nervous to fly!

So Edgar took a train from his little nation
500 miles to Central Station.

Across the street, he encountered a snail
who was delivering post.
He shouted out "Hey, you with the mail," But the snail
was far too engrossed.

Edgar thought "Well, this is fine indeed,
These city folks won't pay me heed."

He journeyed on and ran into a lamb
who sold cars from a lot.
Edgar asked "Can I buy corn in a can" and the lamb said,
"I can only sell what I've got."

Edgar cried "I don't like your city ways,
Where I'm from, we respect the one who pays!"

Hey Edgar, don't be sad, don't let those eyes get wet,
Try and remember that elephants never forget!

He wandered on and saw a goat with one horn
That was caught in a flask.
The goat said something like "I won't share my corn,
So don't even bother to ask."

Edgar shouted, "Darn, I came so close."
The goat replied, "I'm bitter, old and gross."

Then Edgar noticed a duck in a van
Who was stealing antiques.
The elephant pleaded that "If you sell me this can,
I'll be happy for weeks!"

He bought an empty can and took it back.
Filled it with fresh corn and had his snack.

Hey Edgar, don't be sad, don't let those eyes get wet,
Try and remember elephants never forget.

So can in hand, in his homeland, Edgar knows
As long as he has his can, he can fill it with corn
WHEREVER CORN GROWS.


(David Fernandes - co-author)

No recording available

Copyright 1996 Zach London

El Vasco

From "Who Dares Disturb My Slumber"

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When you went to the old world
You left my lonely heart to drown
And in this wretched cold world
Another dancer's arms I found

El Cachafz they call him
It means he is a cheeky man
But on the stage, it's all him
No one can tango like he can

El Vasco, my love
El Vasco, my love
Why did you return to Argentina, just to break my corazn again
So dark and so handsome, but you'll never outdance him
The stage will run red with your blood
If you love me, forget me and go back to Paris, my love

Your eyes pierce through to my face
We step to the bandonen
The streets of Buenos Aires
Are trembling with pasin

El Vasco, my love
El Vasco, my love
Why did you return to Argentina, just to break my corazn again
So dark and so handsome, but you'll never outdance him
The stage will run red with your blood
If you love me, forget me and go back to Paris, my love

El Vasco, my love
El Vasco, my love
Why did you return to Argentina, just to break my corazn again
My heart cries defenseless, he'll tango you senseless
The stage will run red with your blood
If you love me, El Vasco, please go back to Paris, my love

El Vasco, my love
El Vasco, my love
El Vasco, my love
El Vasco, my love


(Greg Kutcher - additional guitar
Lauren London - vocals
Cristina Rojas - accent coach)

Copyright 2011 Zach London

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