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The whole song just popped up around the phrase: "Come into the Forest and meet some friends of mine". Don't know why that phrase came to mind, but I liked the idea. I also thought it was a nice opportunity to try out my new microphone.
Please, let me know what you think!
©2006 - Einar Sverrir Tryggvason
Please, let me know what you think!
©2006 - Einar Sverrir Tryggvason
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Lyrics
In a forest far, far away,
in the shades of trees the animals play.
The friendly creatures there:
A racoon, a possum, a bear.
They have some stories to share.
So go ahead and join us
and you will hear them all.
When nature contacts,
you must heed the call.
Come into the forest and meet some friends of mine.
We don't have many things but we still have a good time.
Jimmy the possum, the bear was called Bill
and the two racoon sisters, Jaime and Jill.
Jimmy was a possum of many tales,
born with three or four, I'll skip the details.
He was frowned upon,
by everyone except John,
a grumpy mole whose sight was long gone.
But Jimmy didn't listen
and thought it was for the best
to pack his bags and come into the forest.
Come into the forest and meet some friends of mine.
We don't have many things but we still have a good time.
Jimmy the possum, the bear was called Bill
and the two racoon sisters, Jaime and Jill.
Bill was always hungry and a moron to boot.
He ate all his friends and then talked to his food.
When he realized,
he was very surprized
and wondered why he hadn't super-sized.
At last he got lonely
and wanted to make amends,
so he came to the forest
and made a bunch of tasty new friends.
Come into the forest and meet some friends of mine.
We don't have many things but we still have a good time.
Jimmy the possum, the bear was called Bill
and the two racoon sisters, Jaime and Jill.
The racoon sisters' story
is of another kind.
They used to live in the city
until they lost their mind.
The matter of fact is
their story isn't true.
They really aren't sisters,
but one schizophrenic shrew.
One schizophrenic shrew.
One schizophrenic shrew.
One schizophrenic shrew.
One schizophrenic shrew.
After this verse my story is done.
Hope you liked my friends, each and every one.
Now I'll leave you alone
and advise you to pick up the phone
and make some friends of your own.
in the shades of trees the animals play.
The friendly creatures there:
A racoon, a possum, a bear.
They have some stories to share.
So go ahead and join us
and you will hear them all.
When nature contacts,
you must heed the call.
Come into the forest and meet some friends of mine.
We don't have many things but we still have a good time.
Jimmy the possum, the bear was called Bill
and the two racoon sisters, Jaime and Jill.
Jimmy was a possum of many tales,
born with three or four, I'll skip the details.
He was frowned upon,
by everyone except John,
a grumpy mole whose sight was long gone.
But Jimmy didn't listen
and thought it was for the best
to pack his bags and come into the forest.
Come into the forest and meet some friends of mine.
We don't have many things but we still have a good time.
Jimmy the possum, the bear was called Bill
and the two racoon sisters, Jaime and Jill.
Bill was always hungry and a moron to boot.
He ate all his friends and then talked to his food.
When he realized,
he was very surprized
and wondered why he hadn't super-sized.
At last he got lonely
and wanted to make amends,
so he came to the forest
and made a bunch of tasty new friends.
Come into the forest and meet some friends of mine.
We don't have many things but we still have a good time.
Jimmy the possum, the bear was called Bill
and the two racoon sisters, Jaime and Jill.
The racoon sisters' story
is of another kind.
They used to live in the city
until they lost their mind.
The matter of fact is
their story isn't true.
They really aren't sisters,
but one schizophrenic shrew.
One schizophrenic shrew.
One schizophrenic shrew.
One schizophrenic shrew.
One schizophrenic shrew.
After this verse my story is done.
Hope you liked my friends, each and every one.
Now I'll leave you alone
and advise you to pick up the phone
and make some friends of your own.
I feel like I've been transported back to 1967.
Wonderful melody and harmonies, fun lyrics.
There's a click and volume swell (at least in my QT playback) at the very
end you may want to do something about, if it isn't just my computer/
browser/quicktime.