THE SONGS OF
On the savannah they call me the king
And yield to my mighty roar.
And when I say do … HA! … they run to do
And never stop to ask what for.
So bow my minions, your king is here
I'll not negotiate.
Tear up those ballots if you please.
There'll be no rival candidate.
No rival candidate.
Check out my shoulders, so wide and strong.
My feet powerful and fleet.
I can jump, I can pounce, I can touch my nose
I'm a natural athelete.
Praise your good fortune, your king is here.
I'll be staying for some time.
Though some may pray for my health to fray
I'm feeling rather fine.
I'm really feeling fine
I'm really great now.
I do mean great
Can’t overstate how
I’m truly great!
Oh what a lovely sunny day.
The kind you wish would always stay.
The air so fresh and clean
The grass all turning green
It makes me want to sing and play.
The scent of flowers on the breeze.
The gentle buzz of honey bees
These sights and sounds appeal
to me, they are ideal.
And help to put my mind at ease. It's June!
Another month has now arrived.
A perfect time to be alive.
And even when it storms
the rain is always warm
and as it splashes it revives.
So I will click my happy heels
And I will voice how my heart feels
Oh what a shame to lose
One moment unamused
In nature’s carnival of thrills. August!
(Sung by the Grasshopper)
(Sung by the Tortoise & the Hare)
(Vocal version - 'August')