Long Street

The Constructus Corporation

Compositor: Watkin Tudor Jones

The people of Long Street lived very simple lives
They had wonderful natures, were never impolite
Up until the day the Juju Man came to town
Check it out as I break it down
Misses Lekkerlegs was busy hanging her washing on the line
So what happened next was definitely like the last thing on her mind
An unfamiliar voice behind her said: How do you do?
Now, I'm very well, thanks, she replied, but now, who are you?
The strange character in the top hat and a long black coat
Introduced himself politely and then said: On that note
I'd like to show you another something that I doubt you've ever seen
Here, take a look at this beautiful machine
The strange little gadget started changing like magic
And cleverly made it's way up to the clothesline
In a blink of an eye, removed the clothes
And spun them around, till they were dry
And had them all folded very neatly in no time
Oh my!, said Misses Lekkerlegs, was quite taken back
Very curious about this mysterious character in black
And very soon the whole town was making a scene
About the Juju man and his amazing machine

Something very, extraordinary
Is going to happen at the Long Street Carnival
(Do what I'm telling you)
Something very, extraordinary
Is going to happen at the Long Street Carnival

The next day the Juju man went walking through town
Well aware of what everybody was talking about
He had some time to kill before his appointment a little later with the mayor
So he took this opportunity to socialize a bit
And just between you and me the most surprising shit is about to spark
The strangest things that could happen are coming out the dark
Just when you expect them least, the lies never rest in peace
Anyway, today was kinda like, quite an important day, uh
Everybody had come to see the Juju Man's special present for the mayor
He greeted the crowd with a bow and opened his big fat sack
And at that, presented the mayor with the black backpack
Everybody standing 'round went ooh!
The mayor put it on and was like: Hmm, what does it do?
All of the sudden two long metal arms and bright red buttons at the end
Extended from out of the backpack: Grab a hold of them, my friend
The mayor followed this instruction and felt the power surge
As the special, metal wings emerged
Then everybody cried out with glee
As the major took off clumsily, like a bumblebee

Something very, extraordinary
Is going to happen at the Long Street Carnival
(Do what I'm telling you)
Something very, extraordinary
Is going to happen at the Long Street Carnival

(Meanwhile, in the Woods!)
Now, Snufflegruff called an important meeting with the Boom-Band
Something funny is goin' on, we better do somethin' about it soon, man
There's a humongous metal fungus spreading, and everyone's acting weird
And the strangest thing of all is we're the only ones who can see it
We gotta do something to get everyone's attention
And hit them with our supernatural frequency selection
We can build a big thing on the back of my grandpa's donkey cart
And take a nice slow cruise through town with our fat beats pumping hard
And we could call it, uhm, oh, yeah! The Long Street Carnival!
Cause I know that Juju Man is definitely up to something horrible
Okay, we got quite a lot of stuff to do, so, come on, let's get busy
The big fish is about to get taken out by some crazy little fishies

The big day arrived as advertised and everyone got with the festive vibe
As he sun rose to bless the sky by shining extra bright
Well Snufflegruff mesmerized these humans with his magnificent vibration
Even some visitors from afar where like: Man, isn't this song crazy?
The speakers bumped as the Boom-Band freaked the funk
And all the smiling people feeling the song, singing along
Without a care in the world, all shouting and clapping
All totally unaware of what is about to happen

Something very, extraordinary
Is going to happen at the Long Street Carnival
(Do what I'm telling you)
Something very, extraordinary
Is going to happen at the Long Street Carnival

The Boom-Band bloomed beautifully that sunny afternoon
The day the machine stopped working was a day no one would forget soon
A terribly dreadful cry pierced through the Long Street Carnival
As the Juju Man emerged from his brand new house on the hill
Grahghg!, he cried like some kind of evil alien newborn
As the Boom-Band's incredible, metaphysical vibe revealed his true form
People screamed as the evil fiend
Morphed into some kinda park-town-prawn-like monster
Watching him emitting a excruciating high pitched squeak like when you cook a lobster
Most of the crowd scattered, others started praying
But the Boom-Band just kept on playing
The creator rose into the air, squirming and started spraying
This disgusting, smelly yellow stuff as it flew back to its master
With his tail between his legs and everybody lived happily ever after

The End

(So you hit those alien takes?)