From the recording March of the Komodo Dragon
“My armor is like tenfold shields, my teeth are swords, my claws spears, the shock of my tail a thunderbolt, my wings a hurricane, and my breath death.” - Smaug, The Hobbit - J.R.R. Tolkien
AaaaahhhHHH - Sail a-way-ay A-cross the Sea,
The rolling Sea
In search of fabled dragons, My love and me,
Love and me
Like a storm of wind, Blowing off the sea,
Gives rise to all the dragons of mythology
We’ll raise our sword and shield In victory
Then sail homeward Triumphantly
And so, at last, we landed on Komodo’s shore,
The eastern shore
And tracked Primeval, Prehistoric Apex Pred-a-tors,
Mighty, armored lizards, Over ten feet long,
Grim heads sway side-to-side, As they march along
Razor sharp, serrated teeth, Yellow, forked tongues
Coiled, whip-like tails, Powerful and so very strong
We slew a dozen dragons And captured two alive,
Will they survive?
A marching band will greet us, In the states, when we arrive,
Dragons in New York City, What could go wrong?
On this Lost World adventure, Won’t you come along?
We’ll make a motion picture, Shades of old ‘King Kong!’
Write a Broadway play, And sing Komodo Dragon songs