The Ill-Fitting Garibaldis - The Chronicles Of Shreve lyrics

Part 1: “Memories Of Shreve” “And what is there to do in that fateful land of Shreve We dance and sing and covort with the banshees For the wizards know that deep down within An evil wind doth blow and in that air comes disease Dance (mother mother) sing (brother brother) In perfect harmony we wail I jump through the trees into a new land This isn't a wardrobe...” Part 2: “Seaman's Mantra” Forty days and forty nights We sail these seas of fishy delights And munch-munch-munch on a mackerel or two For we are the pirates of the deep blue Part 3: “Upon The Heath” “It was a clouded day when they met upon the heath. The pirates in their salt-sprayed leggins, the creatures of the wood - dressed in purple and olive, the colours of the King. The clocks looked on as time stood still. A battle eminent, of this I was sure - but all of a sudden, something stirred to the West...” Part 4: “Cows Of War” We are the bovines and we bring mutilation Stamping on the face of every man We are the bovines we want vengeance Thoust are fine but we are thine - and thou dost keep a' callin' Part 5: The Battle of Shreve (9:55) “The battle was almighty. Oh yes it was! A slaughterhouse for all involved. It's impossible to tell who won or lost, it's not important though for this is the land of Shreve - the one place in space where no-one wins and no-one loses.” Part 6: Afterwords “We continue our story with one of the few survivors of the epic battle just witnessed. Twelve decimonths have pa**ed and young Turk O'Flanigan roams the moors, trying to remember the events of the not-so-or-maybe-so-recent-past...” Part 7: Wrath o'O'Flanigan [10:44] But a calf in this troublesome place My family died, without a trace They say a battle here ensued The land is destroyed, bear and crued Across the horizon, I see a shape A wizard's hat and sleeve's that drape Could this be the man that k**ed my father? I better murder him, then I'll find out! Part 8: Journey's End Just a lonely cow Living in this wiped out land I've got wizard's hat too disguise my face Just a short way home Been searching for so many months Can't wait to return to my family - Bake them a cake, buy them some gifts - Show them so love - the only way a bovine can! But who's this running over to me? Is it my son who's found me? Could he have been searching for me? Why such rage in his face? Oh crap I'm wearing a wizard's costume... NO WAIT, SON, IT'S... Part 9: Illustrious Conclusions “He k**ed his own father! This young bovine is really rough!! The irony is not worth pointing out - The consequences (however) will be tough!” Woke up from this nightmare Was it all but a dream? Don't look out of the window There's a cow, staring at me… Jesus Christ, he's wearing a f**ing Wizard's costume, oh God, I'm back in Shreve, help me, HELP ME… “But where is this place? This land of bizarre Where the mystical meets the farmyard And instead of the Moon, there is Mars You may not believe in this tale Just as the bovines do not believe in you But always remember this warning: I know what I like And I like what I see Just don't go trawling through wardrobes If not in search for Shreve Part 10: Coda Forty days and forty nights Lost in Shreve we lose our minds Munch-munch-munch on a berry or two The moral of this tale is screaming at you “The morale of this tale If there be one at all... don't go”