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The submarine (chapter 1)
(c)nu music, llc
Outside at night: crickets/dog barking/hammering
man in distance: "better get that dog out of my yard!"
One night i found a bunch of empty beer cans in my back yard
and decided to build a submarine...
i'd call her the "the big adventure".
i'd need a periscope...
one change of party clothes...
and my own mysterious little language...
Myla plume bacoup che lafay
este pryee la plume
de laphong mon chalee
Every explorer needs a quest.
mine was to find the coolest place in the world...
Schon delafoo ryes manum
bia sayching brazum
(repeat)
So, i pulled the cover of darkness up over my head...
and slipped into it.
The big adventure was taking me south.
deep into the land of sand and ice.
to a place of magical creatures
that could dazzle the imagination.
to the land of podnar.
possessor of the "the power of the light".
Schon delafoo ryes manum
bia sayching brazum
My first day at sea i come to an "x"...
and decided to head to the bottom of lake amonakeepa....
Just outside the window, i could see a catfish...
(meow)
Sitting at a sandbar...
drinking a dry martini on the rocks.
and he say's...
Mon frair lei este bacoo
che la femme (meow)
I decided to take my canoe to the other
side of the river of tears.
then, i remembered. i don't have a canoe.
So i yelled across to the blonde river goddess...
"how do i get to the other side of the river?"
And she says,
"you're already on the other side."
This is going to save me some time.
I thought to myself...
"you have now reached the light at the end of the tunnel."
If i've said it once, i've said it...
i've said it.
Then the stewardess says...
"'the 'big adventure' is now surfacing in 2 out of three falls. population 11,952. please remain seated until we have come to a full and complete... stop."
Written by: jock blaney
composed by: roby duke
produced by: michael nealy