Baritone Was Bleatin'

(to the Mamas and the Poppas "California Dreaming")

Johnny made a sound
(Johnny made a sound)
As the choir sang
(as the choir sang)
Maybe more a squawk
(maybe more a sqawk)
Like a dying crane
(like a dying crane)

Many there were harmed
(Many there were harmed)
Ears were punctured that day
(ears were punctured that day)
Baritone was bleating
(baritone was bleating)
And now we medicate

Sang inside a church
We’re praisin’ God all day
Well we heard loud key of Z
(heard loud key of Z)
And saw the windows cave
(and saw the windows cave)
We feared the devil took a hold
(devil took a hold)
Were souls unholy's prey?
(souls unholy's prey)
Baritone was bleatin’
(baritone was bleatin’)
We all began to pray

“Lord, atrocious sounds
(Lord, atrocious sounds)
They resound with pain
(they resound with pain)
Please, Lord, for the flock
(please, Lord, for the flock)
Have the vocal tamed.”

Change came to the weather
(change came to the weather)
Lightning leap proclaimed
(lightning leap proclaimed)
Baritone won’t bleating
(baritone won’t bleating)
He’s now an alto Jane

Baritone won’t bleating
He’s now an alto Jane
Baritone won’t bleating
He’s now an alto Jane