Lyrics:The Apologue of Hot Rod Duncan

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In an amblin' van lived a banjo man and his name was Hot Rod Duncan
He didn't know why they called him that but he just went along with it

Hot Rod Duncan
Always felt ashamed
Hot Rod Duncan
Didn't know his name
(Poor Hot Rod.)

Now Hot Rod had a savvy dad who died for the business part
The instrument was relevant as long as it played like art

Hot Rod Duncan
Didn't know how to string it
Hot Rod Duncan
Opted just to wing it
(Oh well.)

Soon Hot Rod was the best because he traveled well and wise
The van was actually an electric spaceship in disguise

Hot Rod Duncan
Hailed from the Appalachians
Hot Rod Duncan
Transcended global nations
(Yee-ha.)

(Go, Hot Rod. Take it, Hot Rod.)
(He said take it.)
(What's the matter, can't take it? You gotta remember to string up that banjo. I tell you what.)

One time he flew his banjo to the planet Jupiter
Among the rife intelligent life he managed to locate her

Hot Rod Duncan
Found his unicorn
Hot Rod Duncan
Magically reborn

Eventually he came to see the banjo was his friend
He helped that girl to space [???], she learned him how to bend

Hot Rod Duncan
Strung that banjo well
Hot Rod Duncan
Played it purty swell
(You know what I'm talkin' 'bout?)

When Hot Rod came to know his name, he returned to planet Earth
And this is where, by just a hair, he finally made his worth

Hot Rod Duncan
Legend in his time
Hot Rod Duncan
Reason with a rhyme
(They adopted a dog named Cloister.)

The he and she were guaranteed a gleeful galaxy
They were so happy [???], the rest is history
(I think it's T double-E double-R double-R double-I double-F double-I double-C, C, C.)
(What kind of an acrobat do you think I am?)
(Banjo, playin' the banjo!)

Yeah, the rest is history.