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The March of the Elephant and the Bee

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From "There, There"

The March of the Elephant and the Bee

They were on the outs

Now they 're on the mend

March of the Elephant and the Bee

March of the Elephant and his friend

Right in stride is bee

With a frank apology

When elephant and I were fighting

I was not myself so if I took it out on any of you

I'm so sorry

Here comes Elephant

Dear Elephant

Good old Elephant

With his elephant drums

Is he elegant,

Our Elephant

It's irrelevant

When our Elephant comes

The March of the Elephant and the Bee

They have bid adieu to their old disputes

March of the Elephant and the Bee

They were in a tiff, now they 're in cahoots!

Elephant! Bee!

Elephant!

Someone in the crowd has it in for me

March of the Elephant and the Bee

And the Bee

Here comes Elephant

Dear Elephant

Good old Elephant

With his Elephant drums

So intelligent

Our Elephant

What a swell event

When our Elephant comes

(Darin Zahuranec - french horn, trumpet, alto saxophone

Thellea Leveque - flute

Elias Bazakos - oboe, vocals

Sarah Carlson - violin

Lauren London - vocals

Dea Boster - vocals

Russell Schwartz - vocals

Diana Tarr - vocals)

The Mandolin Minstrel

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A young maiden sits all alone in her room,

White as a lily her skin.

Weaving her sighs in the threads of her loom,

Solitude pricks like a pin.

While suitors line up bearing daisies and plums,

She gives a wane smile, but sullen becomes

For she knows that the one that she loves never comes...

The Mandolin Minstrel, he rides!

Blankets of loneliness draped on her bed

Smother the embers of youth.

Desire is the flour she bakes in her bread,

Lost between passion and truth.

She waits for a man only seen in her dreams

To steal her away over valleys and streams

But if only her love were as real as he seems...

The Mandolin Minstrel, he rides!

Spring is the ship that founders upon the proud main,

Fall is the ghost that suffers by lantern and chain

And if summer's the fool with his cap and his spool

And his spool...

Eternity winter enshrouds

Then one day she cries out "May tears be my gown!"

When half-whispered ballads reply.

And on the horizon, the sun as his crown,

Could it be that my minstrel draws nigh

Drifts 'neath her window the strains of his song.

But he gazes not up, spurs his horse and rides on

Like a phantom he came, like a dream he was gone!

The Mandolin Minstrel, he rides!

The Mandolin Minstrel,

The Mandolin Minstrel, he rides!

(Jeff Kleiner - co-author)

The Loser's Union

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From "Tender is the Heart"

I could captain a tugboat

Based on all the crap I've pulled

And I could captain a tugboat

A latex hat and you'd be fooled

Now the Loser's Union

Can't protect me anymore

Now the Loser's Union

Can't protect me anymore

I'm a kiss on your ring

A beautifully clipped wing

Useless but so beautiful

And I'm angelically blind

A tickle in your mind

Faceless but so beautiful

And if I breathe enough

Just to make through to the next recess

I'll be fine

But it takes more spit

Then I can drum up

To pretend these standard issue

Combat boots shine

Silly one, silly one

Dried laughs in the pantry

Pixie dust with every meal

Scratch marks on the dashboard

Cheshire Cat behind the wheel

Now the Loser's Union

Can't protect me anymore

Now the Loser's Union

Can't protect me anymore

I'm a kiss on your ring

A beautifully clipped wing

Useless but so beautiful

And I'm angelically blind

A tickle in your mind

Faceless but so beautiful

And the Queen's brave men

To arms, thus defend

The labyrinth hold

Of their honeycomb

But the hand

That shakes the hand

That shakes the tree

Takes the honey pot home

Silly one, silly one

I'm a kiss on your ring

A beautifully clipped wing

Useless but so beautiful

And I'm angelically blind

A tickle in your mind

Faceless but so beautiful

And if I breathe enough

Just to make through to the next recess

I'll be fine

But it takes more spit

Then I can drum up

To pretend these standard issue

Combat boots shine

I should laugh

It's funny because it's true

And there's a half truth hiding

In every funny things I do

The other half

You can't believe a word

The truth is that

The truth is that absurd

Silly one, silly one

The Lookout

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Perched upon a gloved arm,

I'll admit I was proud,

Looking down on my swarm,

All so quick to conform,

Falling over themselves to be charming and loud.

And meanwhile back at the lodge,

The fox fixed a drink while the hunters were out chasing bread crumbs.

And he said,

Try to understand, I'm not your friend

So don't offer your hand or your damned condescending advice,

And shut off the lights when you're done.

And the other one brushed off his armband and said,

You and I we've been lying face down for so long

I can hardly distinguish the dirt from our skin.

The world's caving in

And to think that I looked out for you for all of these years

Without ever expressing my doubt...

But now who's gonna lookout for the lookout

When a blast from the ground

Pokes my nose through the cloudline

As the hunting horns sound.

Spiralling down on one wing,

I dizzily note what I see,

But when blinded by terminal speed,

Who's gonna lookout for me

(David Fernandes - lead guitar

Jon Greenlee - drums, bass, lead guitar)

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The March of the Elephant and the Bee

The Mandolin Minstrel

The Loser's Union

The Lookout

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