Go go baby, GO GO BABE
Go on, get out
Be a bad egg
God’s only got one big-ass bed
Everybody, go go baby!
GO GO BABY, go go babe
Go on, go on
Be a bit young
Girls often get off
Bombs away
Beautiful, yeah!
Go go baby!
TOTO
The one, the only
SOLO
She’s often lonely, one
STITCH
Suspects, tucked inside this cloistered home
FRODO
Feeling really overwhelmed, dragged out
MOTHRA
Millions of tired hours rushing about
SIMBA
Still, isn’t minding being alone
ELSA
Even lost, she’ll appear
SHAGGY
She’s had a generally good year
ROWLF
Reaching out with little fear
ROSS
Right on, she says
Rock out, she screams
Go go, baby
Go go baby, GO GO BABE
Go on, get out
Be a bad egg
God’s only got one big-ass bed
Everybody, go go baby!
GO GO BABY, go go babe
Go on, go on
Be a bit young
Girls often get off
Bombs away
Beautiful, yeah!
Go go baby!
AHAB
Aching hearts anchor being
OPUS
Old photos unpacked, seeing
HOBBES
Her older brother’s bunny ears show
PEPE
Pure earth, pure eyes
SHERLOCK
Sometimes, however, emotions rise, like only children know
ELSA
Even lost, she’ll appear
SHAGGY
She’s had a generally good year
ROWLF
Reaching out with little fear
ROSS
Right on, she says
Rock out, she screams
Go go baby, GO GO BABE
Go on, get out
Be a bad egg
God’s only got one big-ass bed
Everybody, go go baby!
GO GO BABY, go go babe
Go on, go on
Be a bit young
Girls often get off
Bombs away
Beautiful, yeah!
Go go baby!
Go go baby, GO GO BABE
Go on, get out
Be a bad egg
God’s only got one big-ass bed
Everybody, go go baby!
GO GO BABY, go go babe
Go on, go on
Be a bit young
Girls often get off
Bombs away
Beautiful, yay!
GO GO BABY!
Gentleman, our greatest orators
Ben Affleck, Brigham Young
Gary Oldman, Georgia O’Keeffe
Brilliant Americans, brace yourselves
Lauren London - additional vocals
Copyright 2021 Zach London
Vapor drums and angels strum
Heart-strings and bodice smoke
Fingers dancing on aqueous frets
Tangles frames, we're cascading
Black cello overtones
Inkwells drizzling dissonant drones
Milky-eyed, we tiptoe
As tenuous overtures
Burnished, tarnished and burnished and tarnished again
Tarnished again
You deserve of a proper send-off
You deserve a mortarboard and gown
You deserve a proper send-off
You deserve a proper putting down
Milky-eyed, we tiptoe
As tenuous overtures
Burnished, tarnished and burnished and tarnished again
Tarnished again
You deserve of a proper send-off
You deserve a mortarboard and gown
You deserve a proper send-off
You deserve a proper putting down
This calls for a proper send-off
You have earned a mortarboard and gown
You have earned a proper send-off
You have earned a proper putting down
Vocals - Lauren London
Copyright 2021 Zach London
Gonna get back to my fighting weight
How’d I go and get got by the threat in the thread?
Let the goading be getting the better of you and your retinue
Just reveled in the level of malevolent kismet
Bet you I could have got gone while the getting was good
Could have summoned the divas among the amoebas and tore it all down
Downtrodden like a cod and I was caught in the fishnet
I have been outdone
I’ve done been straight outdid
Help a brother out
Do me a solid
I’m just way off kilter
And way off the grid
I have been outdone
I’ve done been straight outdid
Yeah, I'm gonna get back to my fighting weight
Yeah, I'm gonna get back to my fighting weight
I could have a heart attack, but before that, Nurse
Get me a fanny pack of d4s, stat, first
Why can’t we all
Why can’t we just get a lawn dart
Here’s the part where
I can talk shop ‘til I drop
I could drop names
Swap all the tippy-top crop
Of tabletop games
Chop chop you can stop with the his and hers
That refers to the sirs and the dames
I have been outdone
I’ve done been straight outdid
Help a brother out
Do me a solid
I’m just way off kilter
And way off the grid
I have been outdone
I’ve done been straight outdid
Yeah, I'm gonna get back to my fighting weight
Yeah, I'm gonna get back to my fighting weight
Yeah, I'm gonna get back to my fighting weight
Copyright 2021 Zach London
Children, bow your heads in prayer
God and Amazon are listening
No redemption arc for you
God and Amazon are watching
Who will save our souls?
Who will save our souls?
God and Amazon are checking
Your ego
Draining your bravado
The spiritual credo
Is the secular motto
You say torpedo
And I say torpado
Who will save our souls?
And who to pay for our misdeeds?
Who will save our souls?
Who will save our souls?
Which one will wipe our histories?
Who will save our souls?
Lauren London - additional vocals
Copyright 2021 Zach London
