The Hoi Polloi/Harvard Square

2 weeks ago by @ttg105

Liner Notes

#chordorgan #groovy

Kind of an experiment, in that the chorus has absolutely nothing to do with the verses (except that both are nonsensical). The concertina is just for show - all wheezy noises made by the chord organ. A prize if you can name all 9 students!

Lyrics

A scholar hollered for another dollar cos he needed a white collar and was living in squalor
pale was his pallor cos of the scale of the squalor so let him holler for that dollar and for the white collar

CHORUS: The hoi polloi, a girl and a boy, named my feet Siegfried and Roy and fed them to an angry tiger

In Harvard square, there are lots of students taking in the fair college air
I tried not to stare but then I saw a pair and then another
a trio a quartet a quintet a sextet a septet
an octet and an ennead (that's nine, you know)

Student number one cut and run cos he shunned the other ones and their rum and their fun and all the stuff they'd done
with guns, with nuns, with puns and the sons of the sun

Student number two asked me why do I do what I do I say I've always done
what I do and I do what I've done the way I've always done it
Student number three chased a bee up a tree by the sea and tased me by the beach
Student number four ran out the door with an apple core, a wild boar
a monkey paw and a poor wee wart in a cart

Student number five thrived when he tried to jump and jive by the bee hive
beside the white lined highway and the byway and the freeway - he said they went that away

Student number six with a bag of tricks: some ice cream licks a nice clean stick,
a thick guitar pick, a candle wick - take your pick - thick with wax

Student number seven went to heaven by a seven 11 with leavened bread and an event to be avenged
Student number eight ate all the food and then all the plates he gained a lot of weight and then he had to wait for a bus that was late, someone he hated, and then venerated

Student nine imbibed some wine said what's the time and when the clock chimed he rattled and he rhymed he sighed at a sign that declined entry to a fine line of tiny time pieces

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