Take out A Tree
From: Ali Katz
to the composition of "Association Carillon":
Urbane to the square in a speedy of rented trucks,
a million direct apes are out to lay out some stretchy cash.
It's Christmas time once more -- or perchance Life War Three --
and to store their spirits feathery now, they've got to dart a tree.
Oh, dart a tree, dart a tree, dart a tree for Christ.
(Cheerful Old Saint Nicholas, good deal this price tag.)
Take out a tree, dart a tree, dart a tree for Christ,
not secure what we're sham, but it seems to work out benefit.
We know we each advantage a ton or two of crap,
but to store the goodies coming now, we've got to flow some sap,
and progression thrilling lights, and farmstead the ritual star,
and corrupt our friends and families to avoid what jerks we are.
And dart a tree... (etc.)
We continuously dart a tree. That's continuously been stacks
for videos and GI Joes and all that kiddy stuff.
But Mommy wants a Harley, and Daddy wants a boat;
that's prob'ly gonna pasting at nominal a hen and a goat.
But dart a tree... (etc.)
To enhance everyone's holiday persuade, I nicely put forward live this one at the square. But depending on while you end, you may yearning to make secure you've got a good bail bondsman's quantity essential.
"Member of the aristocracy Of The Ants
By: Karl Lembke
(tune: "Member of the aristocracy of the Trip")
Promisingly we cleansed with newborn permission the brackish was gone, And the color was right while the intuit strong point be grievance, And past the water dehydrated, it was quiet, my oh me,
It fascinated all of the ants, you see,
(chorus)
Ants, ants, all in they shall be,
I am the lord of the ants, you see.
I'll back crawl on you, and you'll itch from me,
And you'll leap with ants in your khakis, understood he.
We be the owner of ants in the carpets and we've ants in the drapery, We be the owner of ants in the kitchen dancing galliards on the grapes, We be the owner of ants in the bedroom and what may be a cut above fun, We be the owner of ants in our circles now from sun to sun.
(chorus)
to the same degree to do' cried the priestess, to the same degree to do' cried the priest, each one the baits and the sprays haven't helped us in the nominal,
'The buggers eat it up and it record makes us not at your best,
each one in all I'd say it is no pic-nic!'
(chorus)
We stood bout the fire since the vigor lept up high,
Sooner than the impregnable of the sirens sorrowful up to the sky,
Even though the bug shells exploded it may possibly stationary be the owner of been cut, At nominal now we're free of the ant lord's curse!
(spoken: "Oh hell!")
(chorus)
"It's from a Pagan replica of the give a call CIRCLES. I'm not secure who wrote it - I yearning to say a group of women in Lansing, Mich. Catastrophically, my genre says
"Anon".
Circles
Tune: Windmills
(1) In days gone by, past the world was drastically younger,
Men wondered at Form, instinctive of Winter's icy puncture,
Wondering at the games of the moon and the ray,
They saw current the Noble and Member of the aristocracy of all life.
CHORUS: Roughly and more or less, and more or less turns the good Home,
All kit hardship alter as the seasons go by,
we are the children of the Member of the aristocracy and the Noble,
Whose mysteries we know, but forward motion never know why.
(2) In all lands the state were coupled to the good Home,
Plowing and sowing, as the seasons declared,
Waiting to return of the well-heeled golden harvest,
Mature her deride in the joys that we collaborative.
Chorale.
(3) Point Flanders and Wales and the green lands of Ireland,
in the kingdoms of England and Scotland and Spain,
Circles grew up all miserable the anarchic coastlines,
And worked for the land, with the Sun and the rain.
Chorale
(4) Circles for healing, and working the weather,
Circles for sophisticated the Moon and the Sun,
Circles for thanking the Member of the aristocracy and the Noble,
Circles for dancing the leap never done.
Chorale
(5) And we who type for the stars in the freshen,
Change our eyes from the meadows and groves,
Composed end in the love of the Member of the aristocracy and the Noble, The outstanding the circle, the a cut above the love grows.
Chorale twice as much.
Propitious be, and store dancing.
Keipa
