Axon, ax-off
Motor neuron, motor neur-off
Les-out, lesion
Map it with a safety pin
Brains us, brainstem
Ankle clonus, ankle clone them
Dendrite, dend-wrong
If you’ve got a hammer,
Swing along
What’s in the vault?
What’s in the vault?
What’s in the cranial vault?
We love the mighty Tromner to a fault
What’s in the vault?
What’s in the cranial vault?
Get out your forks and pins
The game begins
You bail, then we win by default
What’s in the vault?
What’s in the vault?
Cog-won’t, cogwheel
Purkinje buy, Purkinje cell
Plexus, plex is not
Give it everything you got
What’s in the vault?
What’s in the vault?
What’s in the cranial vault?
We love the mighty Tromner to a fault
What’s in the vault?
What’s in the cranial vault?
Get out your forks and pins
The game begins
You bail, then we win by default
What’s in the cranial vault?
We’re gonna tear you a new foramen
And then pour on the salt
What’s in the cranial vault?
Livin’ la vida Broca
There ain’t much to say
But hey, you get the gestalt
What’s in the vault?
What’s in the vault?
Jeff Kleiner - harmonica
Lauren London - additional vocals
Copyright 2022 Zach London
Monday morning, got the call
Still half-asleep in bed
We put the phone on speaker
Tried to process what was said
In a whirlwind of logistics
There’s no space to be contrite
So it didn’t hit me hard
‘Til Tuesday night
Ever since I wake up far too early
Eat too much and stare
And I don’t believe in the afterlife so there’s no comfort there
And it’s all that I can do to drift
And wait and wait for this weight to lift
And struggle through even primitive self-care
And then I look into
Into your family’s eyes
I see the seeds of peace
And realize
We are going to be okay
Though it hurts too much today
We are going to be okay
The highlight reel of your many strengths
Was finding good and giving thanks
So thanks to you for showing us the way
And thanks to you we will be okay
I will look for you at every campfire
Seek you in your children’s smiles
And I will listen for your footfalls
When I trek the backwoods miles
I didn’t tell you much how much I loved and cherished and looked up to you
But you were not an idiot, I’m positive you knew
At least I hope you knew
But we are going to be okay
Though it hurts too much today
We are going to be okay
The highlight reel of your many strengths
Was finding good and giving thanks
So thanks to you for showing us the way
I won’t be mad, and I won’t be scared
I will find my calm and wisdom in the lessons you prepared
Though it hurts too much today
We will find a version of okay
We are going to be okay
And the happy times we had with you
Will live with us ‘til we die too
And after that, well, who cares anyway?
But somewhere in there we will be okay
We are going to be okay
We are going to be okay
Copyright 2022 Zach London
There is so
So much room
On the wrong
On the wrong side of history
And it’s safe to assume that’s our side
Sing along, you belong
In our throng
On the wrong side of history
And if this
Yeah, if this is wrong
I don’t want to be right
Paint a legacy in
Five bloody fingerprints from every ten
That is carbon neutrality
There is so
So much room
On the wrong
On the wrong side of history
And if this
Yeah, if this is wrong
I don’t want to be right
Paint a legacy in
Five bloody fingerprints from every ten
That is carbon neutrality
Sing along, you belong
In our throng
On the wrong side of history
And if this
Yeah, if this is wrong
I don’t want to be right
There is so
So much room
On the wrong
On the wrong side of history
And it’s safe to assume that’s our side
Lauren London - additional vocals
Copyright 2022 Zach London
Dear Mrs. Jobst,
Here’s my late book report I shirked in third grade
Chapter one, a dethroned king gets lost in a glade
Hears cries from an ax with its head wedged in a trunk,
The good king came to its aid
It was then, as he wrested it free that the ax, turned into a man
And said oh, oh, oh
We need more friends
The moral goes
We need more friends
Each of the next five days the king heard a voice
A snake tied in a knot, a fire getting moist
Bees, trees and elephants needing rescue, aid the king gave freely and with poise
And surprise, when assistance was rendered, the five of them turned into guys
And said oh, oh, oh
We need more friends
The moral goes
We need more friends
The final chapter sees the king and his crew
Completing feats and deeds of bold derring-do
Then it derails with this dated plot about his right to claim the ingenue
But til then, it’s an uplifting tale of the kindness of transforming men
And said oh, oh, oh
We need more friends
The moral goes
We need more friends
The moral goes
The moral goes
Lauren London - additional vocals
Copyright 2022 Zach London
