Monks of Glee

John Inchingham

CHORUS (All):
We be /Monks of Glee,
Bards of pathos and /joie de vivre,
Jongleurs of song and /poetry,
In search of our lost monastery.

VERSE ONE (All):
We left /our abbey
To purchase some tasty /paste-er-rees.
‘Couldn’t find our way home. So /now we plead,
“Please point us to our monastery!”

VERSE TWO (John and Cerian):
No map /did we bring (Together)
Wise Abbot John was, of course, /lee-eading. (Cerian)
‘Twas Prior Cerian, who no-ticed that we (John)
Had turned wrong at Al-bah-koi-kee! (Together)

VERSE THREE (John and Cerian):
We thought /thereupon.
“Let’s send Sister Lorelei /on recon.”
She left us a trail of /pop-tart crumbs.
Alas, Brother Dahrien ate ‘em!

VERSE FOUR (Women Only):
We miss /our abbey.
We sang to the bats in the /old belfry.
Our cells were tiny but /quite homey—
Like Bedlam, but slightly more comfy.

VERSE FIVE (Men Only):
We wish /for to be
Back home in Sans Nomen /A-abbey;
But, until we fulfill that /destiny,
We’re musical monk mercenaries.

(After FINAL CHORUS add):
Please point us to our monastery.

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