Lyrics:The Apologue of Hot Rod Duncan

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In a ramblin' 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 di'n't know his real name.

(Poor Hot Rod...)

Now, Hot Rod had a brilliant dad
who knew the banjo business.
The instrument was relevant 
as long as it looked the part.

Hot Rod Duncan di'n't know how to string it.
Hot Rod Duncan just opted to wing it.

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

Hot Rod Duncan hail'd from the Appalachians.
Hot Rod Duncan transcend'd other nations.

(Yeeeeee haw.)

(Go Hot Rod! Take it, Hot Rod.)
('S wrong, can't take it? Gotta learn how to string up that banjo. I'll tell you what...)

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

Hot Rod Duncan found a un-a-corn
Hot Rod Duncan viewed his share of porn.

(He was lonely all in that spaceship band.)

Eventually, he began to see
the banjo was his friend.
The spacy lady with a sexy Sadie 
who learned him how to end. 

Hot Rod Duncan strung that banjo well.
Hot Rod Duncan played it 'purty swell.

(They adopted a dog named Cloister!)

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

Hot Rod Duncan legend in time.
Hot Rod Duncan reason with a rhyme.

The girl and he began to see
a gleeful galaxy.
They were so happy, he phoned his pappy
and the rest is history.

(Banjo. Banjo. Banjo, Banjo.)
(It's a silent banjo but you can hear it if you hear silent instruments, yeah.)
(Solo!)

[Humming]

Yeah, the rest is his-tor-y.