Whaling Stories

08 Whaling stories Intro:     Pailing well after sixteen days a mammoth task was set    Sack the town and rob the tower and steal the alphabet              Close the door and bar the gate but keep the windows clean God’s alive inside a movie!   Watch the silver screen!       Rum was served to all the traitors; pygmies held themselves in check Bloodhounds nosed around the houses down dark alleys sailors crept Six bells struck the pot was boiling - soup spilled out on passers-by Angels mumbled incantations closely watched by God on high          Bass: (# #) ://: Lightning struck out - fire and brimstone!                      Boiling oil and shrieking steam! Darkness struck with molten fury flashbulbs glorified the scene Bass: #                              Not man who had finger not man who could be seen Nothing called (not name nor number) - Echo stormed its final scream Solo over BAss(# #)x12 x2 Daybreak washed with sands of gladness rotting all it rotted clean Windows peeped out on their neighbors inside fireside bedsides gleam SHALIMAR the trumpets chorused angels wholly all shall ta-a- ake Those alive will meet the prophets            those at peace shall see              G their wake