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The Hard Taco Project
is a Simple Concept

I will write and record one song a month,
every month, until I am dead


I have been doing this since
1993 and so far my health is good.

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Jelly IA

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From "and then the training takes over..."



Jelly IOIA, jelly IOIA
The grittiest truth a sailor can say
(Is Jelly IO)
Is jelly IA
And it's jelly IOIA, jelly IOIA
I'll ride oe'r the deep a year and a day
(For Jelly IO)
For jelly IA

I mean no offense to the landed gents
But what have you got when your lot has a boundary fence
Give me open sea,
For the main is mine
And I'll take the briny spumy waves
Spumy wavy brine
Because the only way that I know
Is jelly IAIO

Jelly IOIA, jelly IOIA
I'll love you the time it takes me to say
(Jelly IO)
Jelly IA
And it's jelly IOIA, jelly IOIA
Then it's back to the ship and it's off to the bay
(So Jelly IO)
So jelly IA

I must be adrift for the gloom to lift
You're born to be wet but you get as a birthday gift
Immediate toweling off
Drying from head to troat
And then they stuff you in a crib
Rather than boat
Because they don't want you to go (ho!)
To jelly IAIO

Jelly IOIA, jelly IOIA
The grittiest truth a sailor can say
(Is Jelly IO)
Is jelly IA
And it's jelly IOIA, jelly IOIA
I'll ride oe'r the deep a year and a day
(So Jelly IO)
So jelly IA

Me boys we can't delay
We're the jolly old jelly IA
The rum in the belly I
Jolly old jelly I
Silly old really old
Newly unruly and
Freely and truly old
Fully unholy old
Smelly old jelly IA

I mean no offense to the landed gents
But what have you got when your lot has a boundary fence

Tie down the starboard jib fly
Oer the aft stunsl spanker, Meester Dooncan!

Jelly IOIA, jelly IOIA
The grittiest truth a sailor can say
(Is Jelly IO)
Is jelly IA
And it's jelly IOIA, jelly IOIA
I'll ride oe'r the deep a year and a day
(For Jelly IO)
For jelly IA

Jelly IOIA, jelly IOIA
I'll love you the time it takes me to say
(Jelly IO)
Jelly IA
And it's jelly IOIA, jelly IOIA
Then it's back to the ship and it's off to the bay
(So Jelly IO)
So jelly IA

Jelly on up from down below
To sail with the Jelly IO!
Jelly on up from down below
To sail with the Jelly IO!

(Rebecca Biber - flute
Lauren London - additional vocals
Russell Schwartz - additional vocals)


Copyright 2008 Zach London

Kentucky

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From "Vainglorious"

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Well, we broke the law with the mayor's ma
And the man tried to put us in jail
And so we fled with a price on our head
And the Yankee Sheriff hot on our trail
So help me Lord,
Give me guidance toward
The fertile hearthland that I love

In Kentucky,
The mountain kingdom of truth and independence
Kentucky,
The tender earth of my youth and my ascendance.

Well we skipped town on a freighter down
The Ohio to the Mississipper
The trouble was that the Yankee fuzz
Had gotten word from an anonymous tipper
They lay in wait
At the dockyard gate
And we surrendered just a mile away

From Kentucky,
The mountain kingdom of truth and agriculture
Yeah Kentucky,
The tender earth of my birth and my sepulcher.

Well the Sheriff said as he kicked our head,
"I'm gonna hang you from the highest cedar."
We trained a goose to untie our noose
And we escaped in the mayor's two-seater
The Sheriff drew and his aim was true,
So we crawled across the border to die...

In Kentucky,
The mountain kingdom of honesty enduring
Yeah, Kentucky
The tender earth of my birth and my interring

Kentucky,
The rustic kingdom of truth and independence
Kentucky,
The humble earth of my youth and my ascendance.

Kentucky,Kentucky
Kentucky,Kentucky


(Jeff Bercovici - Co-author, additional vocals)

Copyright 1997, 2012 Zach London

Lady Sawbones

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From "There, There"




You say you 're sort of feeling sick of
Being bored of feeling small
A passerby on a crowded street
Or just a fly on someone's wall

What starts you caving to that
Merciless enslaving killer urge
That your emetics
Diet pills and diuretics cannot purge

Don't go asking me why
On every back shall the big X lie
Don't go asking me why

Can you die from too many handshakes
Can you dance with too many gods
Can a smile be too tight
Can an engine ever get too loud

Object after object
After object you crave
Lady Sawbones,
Lady Lady Sawbones behave

Don't go asking me why
On every back shall the big X lie
And let no trumpets be played
Until youve got your own motorcade
Until youve got your own motorcade

Look inside your mind
And you will find
That you 're not even attracted
To your own kind
Look inside your mind
Look inside your mind

Shine up and sharpen your horn
Youve been chomping at the bit
To bite since the day before
The day you were born

The road is tiled with skins
And he who dies
Make that he or she who dies
With the most paved road wins

You will not be sedated
Methylphenydated
Never too rich
Too thin
Or too hated

Baby doll
You won't abandon your post
Youve got to burn burn
Got to burn burn the other guys toast
Burn the other guys toast

Look inside your mind
And you will find
That you 're not even attracted
To your own kind
Look inside your mind
Look inside your mind

Look inside your mind
And you will find
That you 're not even attracted
To your own kind
Look inside your mind
Look inside your mind

 

(Lauren London - additional lead vocals
Thellea Leveque - backup vocals)

Copyright 2006 Zach London

I Hate Comic Sans

From "Who Dares Disturb My Slumber"

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We were holding hands
We were making plans
Everything was just fine, fine
Then my birthday came
And you sent out the invite

You used Comic Sans
I hate Comic Sans
Shouldn't have to say why, why
You used Comic Sans
And oh, God, everything is far, far from all right

Yesterday you were gentle, angelic and warm
I could stare in those baby blue sockets forever
But with this aberration of function and form, there's a brick
In my chest, I feel used and depressed and a little bit sick

I hate Comic Sans
Down with Comic Sans
You keep asking me why, why
Saying you can change
But I don't think you understand

I'll just stomp and shout
Rip the cabinets out
Pull the fridge down and cry, cry
I must emphasize
That I'm a reasonable man

Yesterday you were gentle, angelic and warm
I could stare in those baby blue sockets forever
But with this aberration of function and form, there's a brick
In my chest, I feel used and depressed and a little bit sick

I hate Comic Sans, I hate Comic Sans
I hate Comic Sans, I hate Comic Sans
I hate Comic Sans, I hate Comic Sans
I hate Comic Sans, I hate Comic Sans


(Greg Kutcher - lead guitar
Lauren London - backup vocals)

Copyright 2010 Zach London

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