Musical Animal
My brother plays saxophone in the school band
It straps around his neck and he holds it in his hands
He blows into the mouthpiece... squawk... squawk
But he keeps getting better at it week by week
He's a musical animal
Makes every kind of noise imaginable
But he keeps on working and I must say
It sounds more like a saxophone everyday
My sister plays the violin
She puts it underneath her chin
She steadies her hand, picks up the bow
Scritchin' and a scratchin' and away she goes
She's a musical animal
Makes every kind of noise imaginable
But she keeps on working and I must say
It sounds more like a violin everyday
Up in the attic there's a little blue box
I brought it downstairs and pushed back the locks
Opened the lid and what did I see
Something in pieces all covered with keys
I put it together, I did it alone
It wasn't much different than a saxophone
I slipped in the reed like I've seen my brother do
Took a keep breath and away I blew
I was a musical animal
Made every kind of noise imaginable...
When I was all done I put it back in the box
Closed the lid and snapped the locks
And maybe someday when I get big
They'll say, "He's getting pretty good at that thingamagig"
I'll be a musical animal
Make every kind of noise imaginable...
© 1991 Smilin' Atcha Music, Inc.
Written by Red and Kathy Grammer
