lyrics: The basses are making faces Crushing my brain from afar The cellos are evil fellows Making battle plans with the guitars That flautist is out to get me Making stabbing motions at my head The tubas want to bust my teeth out And the glockenspiels want me dead What the hell? Here come the tubular bells Holding pitchforks and torches by their side Tell me why they all want me to fry Because the band wants to kill me Chop me up and grill me The band wants to make me die And everyone wants to make sure that I croak In a cruel and embarrassing musical way And everyone here at this concert will know How I’ll spend the very end of my days I haven’t got an inkling Why they find my death so amusing Maybe when I insulted all of their moms Did I step on their sheet music? (My bad, that one’s my fault) The pianist is rigging cannons And the trombones set up trebuchets The piccolos are picking where to shoot And the contrabassoon is also there too What the heck? Here come the clarinets Throwing everything they’ve got into my eyes Tell me why they all want me to fry Because the band wants to kill me Chop me up and grill me The band wants to make me die And everyone wants to make sure I’m deceased And my funeral march shall be played by their band And everyone here at this funeral sees How there’s nobody here but this funeral band Just when I thought it was safe To go back in the auditorium The conductor stands on stage Holding his baton His back turned away, I tiptoe away But my heartbeat is slightly off tempo He turns around and waves his hand And suddenly at his command The drumline appears from the shadows Oh what’s the deal why everybody feels The need to d*capitate me What’s the reason, when band is back in season That murder is the only thing they see Tell me what did I do to deserve this Drumstick impaled in my thigh Tell me why they all want me to fry Because the band wants to kill me Chop me up and grill me Knock me down and spill me And toss me down a hill Because the band wants to kill me Knock me down and spill me The band wants to make me die Hey!
a song about a guy's really bad day at a concert made in Logic Pro X written by me and sung by me! shout yourself out if you play one of the instruments mentioned in the song
