[WELCOME TO CHONNY'S CHARMING CHAOS COMPENDIUM
A SAD AND LONELY FOLK'S MISANTHROPIC HOAX
[AN ASSEMBLY LINE OF NEAR-RHYMES
A COMBUSTION ENGINE OF FEAR AND DISSENSION
FUELLED BY ANGER AND HATE, AND RAGE AND DISDAIN
AND ANY OTHER DEFINITION OF THE WORD
WELCOME]
[CAN I GET A "C"?
And if you hit me with the H-O-N-N-Y
Then you'd see why the Jash is here to crash in
Butchering others' songs is my passion
So kids, turn up your headphones. Un-set the set stones
Liquify, dry and bastardize their best songs
Rend them apart and pour your heart into the cracks
On cover duty like your name was Chonny Jash]
[WWCJD? (WWTHD?) I dropped out of college and failed university
But I refuse to fall to complacency
So instead I weaponize the entropy
So dig up a colorful and lovable band long gone
Dig up a shovelful of adjustable songs unsung
And then all of a sudden it's 2006 and you hear them playin' on and on
Singin']
We're in the mini mall
Workin' the carnival
We like to play it all
Welcome to Tally Hall
Who's to blame?
The automated players, I proclaim
Yellow tie, this suave fellow
Writes heterophonic tunes of how love bites
Red the proud, loud guy we adore
"Is my amp too high?" No, turn it up more!
So Grey in the back, sippin' 'gnac in here
He's knockin' down the shots like Bill Laimbeer
Send home the locksmith Green's got keys
To unlock the rock in the act, if you'd please
Now, open the gates, give Blue the bass
And jiggle your ba-jiggle all over the place
We're in the mini mall
Workin' the carnival
We like to play it all
Welcome to Tally Hall
We're in the mini mall ([ALL IS TALLY. ALL IS HALL])
Workin' the carnival ([THE DAY WE FORGET IS THE DAY WE FALL])
We like to play it all ([TIME WILL NEVER DULL OUR CALL])
Welcome to Tally Hall ([WELCOME TO TALLY HALL])
CAN I GET A CLICK?
[Flick off the switch, and I'll ignite the night in pitch
Singin' songs y'already know. To stroke my own ego
Don't you know I'm only halfway there?
So come in, don't be scared
Revealing that the Jash is a mask with too much time
And far too much love for an old band gone by
'Cos this is a passion project; not for fortune, nor fame
I pledged to play no part in that abject, hackneyed game]
[So I might make a couple cover albums
Hundreds of hours of work, with no intention to sell them
You didn't think I had the gall?
Well bloody welcome to Tally Hall!]
[I'm stereosonic. I'm animatronic
I'm fucking with the chords. Heteroharmonic
A delayed reaction; decades-late exaction
Of a passion hatching long after the clock stopped]
Hey, ho, don't'cha know?
It's a good, old fashioned puppet show
We won't let time forget
This marionette quintet
"We think we're playing in a band
We'd love to give you all a hand."
WOOO
We're in the mini mall
Workin' the carnival
We like to play it all
Welcome to Tally Hall
We think we're playing in a band
We'd love to give you all a hand
We think we're playing in a band
We'd love to give you all a hand
We think we're playing in a band ([ALL IS TALLY. ALL IS HALL])
([THE DAY WE FORGET IS THE DAY WE FALL])
We'd love to give you all a hand ([TIME WILL NEVER DULL OUR CALL])
([WELCOME TO TALLY HALL])
We think we're playing in a band ([ALL IS TALLY. ALL IS HALL])
([THE DAY WE FORGET IS THE DAY WE FALL])
We'd love to give you all a hand ([TIME WILL NEVER DULL OUR CALL])
([WELCOME TO TALLY HALL])