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Muscle Memory

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From "Approach Approach Conflict"

Muscle Memory

Little bad guy on my shoulder

Gives an opening argument

Now we call opposing counsel

Any clue where that guy went

Maybe yay high, looks a lot like me

With a harp and angel robes

Little bad guy on my shoulder

Gets to argue unopposed

No, no, don't, no don't look at me

All these transgressions, just muscle memory

Muscle memory

At the square dance, there's a drifter

Bets that he can beat your moves

And you can tell that he's the devil

By the way he clicks his hooves

Don't be starstruck, take the challenge

He plays fiddle, he plays chess

But his dancing fundamentals

Are pedestrian at best

No, no, don't, no don't look at me

All these transgressions, just muscle memory

Muscle memory

(Greg Kutcher - additional guitar

Thellea Leveque - additional vocals

Lauren London - additional vocals

Richard London - trombone

Darin Zahuranec - trumpet, additional trombone

Russell Schwartz - tenor saxophone)

Mr Bones Band

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From "Sleepy Hollow: The Rock Opera"

Tobias: Good morning, Dame Hedrick!

Dame Hedrick: Tobias, it's 9 am. We're a tavern. We're not open yet.

Tobias: But Brom told us to meet him right here.

Clocky: And besides, the sign says you're open!

Dame Hedrick: Clocky, just because you turn the sign around doesn't mean we're open.

Clocky: Well, we're supposed to wait for Brom right here.

Dame Hedrick: Brom this, Brom that. What do you boys see in that Brom anyways

Tobias:

He's intelligent

Clocky:

And gentle as a dove

Tobias:

Sophisticated

Clocky:

Reticent

Both:

And none of the above

Tobias:

But he gets the job done our way

With a spitball and a shove

Clocky:

Should any wag half-cross his boys

"Sir Brom" throws down the glove, everytime.

Tobias and Clocky:

We are the Mr. Bones Band

Life ain't fair so share a sideways wink

'Cause in the chain of command

You're only as weak as the strongest link

Dame Hedrick: Well, speak of the Devil.

Clocky: Brom, it's about time.

Brom: Shut up and give me a beer.

Dame Hedrick: We're not open yet.

Brom: The sign says you're open.

Dame Hedrick: Clocky!

Clocky: Brom!

Brom: Shut up. We gotta talk.

Brom:

It's yesterday

I'm on my morning ride

I swing by the Van Tassel Farm

And who should be outside

But that infernal teacher Ichabod

With a smile ten miles wide

He tells he's expected

And would I step aside

Dame Hedrick:

Win some and lose some

Katrina could choose someone else

Far more gruesome than Ichabod Crane

Tobias:

No! You're not about to

Give your girlfriend out to

The first scrawny lout who invades your domain!

Tobias and Clocky:

We are the Mr. Bones Band

Life is nice when bad advice is free

'Cause when you're someone's right hand

The other hand puts out like a giving tree

Tobias:

He's intelligent

Clocky:

And gentle as a dove

Tobias:

Sophisticated

Clocky:

Reticent

Both:

And none of the above

Brom:

But I get the job done my way

With a spitball and a shove

Especially when some pedagogue

Tries messing with my love!

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

(Anne Fentress - vocals

David Fernandes - drums, banjo, mouth harp, vocals

Mike Scherling - vocals

Ivan Watson - vocals)

Mouf Breavah

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From "There, There"

The common thread of ancient writings

Culturally distinct

All depict a flood, a global flood

Some post-doc catalogued the victims

Drowned in ancient times

Alphabetically by where they died

Dum, dum, dum, dum...

Mouf breavah

How do you do

I'm a mouf breavah too

And the mouf

Has a riddle

A riddle for you

The truf is without this

You can't make belief

When you breave through your mouf

You do this through your teef

Both scientists and theologians

Rushing to debunk

Falling down to shake their heads the hardest

We must invalidate this construct,

Lectures either man

Then proceeds to slap his other hand

Dum, dum, dum, dum...

Mouf breavah

How do you do

I'm a mouf breavah too

And the mouf

Has a riddle

A riddle for you

The truf is without this

You can't make belief

When you breave through your mouf

You do this through your teef

Copypright 2006 Zach London

Monody

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From "Soft Taco"

We were country kings cut in cardboard and clay

And we took the flag and we took the day

With our checkered hats and jingle bell grins

Strumming broken brooms and stroking our chins

'Til we came...

Ring side for the dispossessed

I'm outblushed, but I guess it can wait 'til you're dressed.

We've got a big day tomorrow, I'd like to get some rest

And anyway,

We should have seen it coming...

And our banners blanched and our hands were stayed

'Til we stood waist deep in the plowshares we'd made

Shallow curtsey, carriage, parasol hold

Through coffee skid-marked sheets in hospital fold.

Come one come all...

Ring side for the dispossessed

I'm outblushed, but I guess it can wait 'til you're dressed.

We've got a big day tomorrow, I'd like to get some rest

And if you ask me,

I say we had it coming.

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Muscle Memory

Mr Bones Band

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Monody

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