The Music Room Lyrics

Tim Vesely

Come one and all down great glass halls,
Through doorways. Follow the floorways.
Bring nails and screws and inner-tubes.
Bring tin cans. Bring busy hands.
And enter the music room.

You have arrived, now read the sign.
It's posted, clearly notified:
"There shall be no exception
To the law which states 'No rules here!'
By order, Dr. Drumstein."

Zing-Zonic scales on pans and pails.
Arpeggios up the wingophone.
We harmonize, don't memorize.
Just make it all up. That's the Rockery way.