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The Lawyer

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From "Hrafnkel's Saga: The Rock Opera"

Thorbjorn:

Sammy,

By now I guess you've heard about your cousin's murder today!

Sam:

Uncle I have indeed

But I also heard that Hrafnkel

Offered compensation

But you turned it down

Why I can't tell

So if you intend to use the law to make him pay

Give up, you can't use me, he'll beat you anyway

So if that's all you have to say

I believe it's time you're on your way

I believe it's time you're on your

Thorbjorn:

Wait! Oh, Sam can't you tell

When that axe killed Einar it fell awful close to your head as well!

Come on Sam just take the case

Just tell me that

You're on my side

What's the worst can happen

We'll look stupid but

At least we tried

Sam:

Are you trying to say that if we lose it's still okay

Thorbjorn:

Do it for me even if you think I'm crazy!

Sam:

Looks like you'll have to have your way

All right I'll take the case, okay!

I'll work and you go home and pray

Let's make this sucker rue this day!

(Josh Siegel - vocals and lead guitar

Josh Kennedy - drums)

The Hunt

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From "Ground Beef"

Onus of the highbred

Powder horn and spearhead

Embarking on the sacred hunt

Fire on the tarmac

Sovereign on the bareback

Flyer on the dog track front

Canter through the wetlands

Lariats in jeweled hands

Pounding through the Queen Anne's lace

Coronets in long thirds

Scattering the songbirds

Spurring on the fierce herd's chase

Muskets roar

Hounds and falcons brace for war

The quarry stands before

Muskets roar

Through the trees the horsemen pour

Leaded bullets soar

The Horrordrome

In the bowels of wasteland

Where organic life was short,

A 1990's muffler shop

Repelled the loyalists

And turned into a fort

After the cataclysmic pop.

The Neo-Hessians

Were a cyborg buffer band

Equipped with plasma Claymore clips,

And they were hired

By the rebel high command

To clear the zone of sweeper ships.

So welcome to the Horrordrome my friend,

Maybe that was when which now was then!

Cybernetic mercenary men

Picking off the loyalist regime

With our plessianic carbine beams

We're a philogengineering team.

My name is Farnanar,

I'm systems gengineer.

Hello, I'm Jyb the Oil Boy.

Yo, I'm Kit Kimbell

And I wear a steel brassier.

And we say, "Horrordrome, Ahoy!"

So welcome to the Horrordrome my friend,

Maybe that was when which now was then!

Cybernetic mercenary men...

We don't have to eat or sleep or poo,

We have only cyborg things to do.

Like working on a secret weapon YEAH!

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

(Maury Loeb - co-author)

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The Harvest Banquet

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From "Sleepy Hollow: The Rock Opera"

Baltus:

Honey, come down, the guests will start arriving any minute now

I better stop picking at the chow.

Katrina:

Oh, what a beautiful dress, I really think that I look good in blue

And it makes me look chubby, too

A little chubby too.

Young Griswald:

Check out my brass buttons and my calico patch

And the bright blue stockings to match.

Dame Hedrick:

To buy a new gown with a corset, of course it's rather dear

So I'll just work double time next year

Double time next year

Both:

The whole town is dressed the best they can afford

I can't afford stinginess now.

Townspeople:

At the Harvest Banquet

Once a year for beef and beer to set the next year right

And at the Harvest Banquet

Everyone's a rich man for a night.

Ichabod:

Thank you, Mr. Van Ripper for the use of your horse.

I'll return it good as new of course.

But how come he spits up and recoils at the touch

And his teeth chattering so much

Chattering so much

I know I shouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth,

But he keeps trying to bite my eye.

Townspeople:

At the Harvest Banquet

Once a year for beef and beer to set the next year right

And at the Harvest Banquet

Everyone's a rich man for a night.

Brom:

Stable boy!

Gunpowder here is like a loaded gun,

But hell, a broken horse ain't no fun.

Ready...

Let's get some action for the big boys

This party's itchin' for a little noise

For a little noise.

Baltus and Katrina:

So welcome everyone

The feast is at hand

So eat meat, mingle and sing.

Townspeople:

At the Harvest Banquet

Once a year for beef and beer to set the next year right

And at the Harvest Banquet

Everyone, everyone

At the Harvest Banquet

The country stops to toast its crops

And cash in on its plight

And at the Harvest Banquet

Everyone's a rich man for a night.

(Jeff Falk - vocals

Anne Fentress - vocals

David Fernandes - drums

Jeff Kleiner - harmonica

Lauren London - vocals

Josh Siegel - vocals

Ivan Watson - vocals)

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