The Elephant Wants Wasabi!

[Intro – Immediate grooving reggae-rock bass and drums, sharp shamisen riff, taiko accents, crunchy offbeat guitars] [Elephant – Deep rumbling voice] Hmmm... What is dat little green mountain? [Verse 1 – Driving reggae-rock, shamisen fills, taiko support, playful male vocals] Down in a lantern-lit Tokyo street, One giant elephant wander for something to eat. He squeeze through a doorway, bow polite, In a sushi bar glowing warm tonight. Chef look up, nearly drop him knife, Never seen so much trunk in him life. Elephant smile and wave real slow, Then point at the menu and whisper, "Let's go." [Pre-Chorus – Rising shamisen melody, punchy guitar chords, tight percussion] Rice and seaweed, ginger and eel, Everything spinning on a tiny blue wheel. Then by his plate sat a bright green mound, And curiosity start shaking the ground. [Chorus – Explosive reggae-rock, distorted guitars, shamisen hook, energetic vocals] WASABI! WASABI! Bring a little more for me! Big grey brother with a burning soul, Wants dat green fire in a giant bowl! WASABI! WASABI! Nobody panic, let him be! If him eyes turn wide and him ears flap free, Just move the tables and count to three! [Elephant – Deep excited rumble] MORE WASABI! [Instrumental – Fast shamisen run, taiko hits, distorted guitar responses, no vocals] [Verse 2 – Funky heavy reggae-rock, lively shamisen phrases, stronger drums] Chef say, "Sir, dat not for a feast!" Elephant grin like a peaceful beast. One tiny taste from the tip of his trunk, Then his whole big body jump like a punk! Ears shoot up and his knees go weak, Steam come flying from each big cheek. He blink six times, then stomp the floor, And every diner dive for the door! [Chef – Alarmed] TOO MUCH! TOO MUCH! SOMEBODY GET WATER! [Elephant – Defiant deep voice] WATER?! BRING DI GREEN THUNDER! [Chorus – Heavy guitars, dub bass, shamisen and taiko upfront] WASABI! WASABI! Bring a little more for me! Big grey brother with a burning soul, Wants dat green fire in a giant bowl! WASABI! WASABI! Nobody panic, let him be! If him trunk start shaking by degree, Duck your sushi and count to three! [Fast Dancehall Toast – Rapid rhythmic vocals, driving drums, sharp skanks, taiko pulses] Tik-tak, chopstick, tables in a spin, Elephant snorting like a trumpet violin! Hot blast, nose flash, sushi in the air, One poor businessman lose his rocking chair! Shrimp roll, tuna roll, flying through the room, Soy sauce raining like a salty monsoon! Big sneeze, bent knees, chef hit the floor, Still that elephant yelling for more! Shamisen sting, taiko ring loud, Everybody hiding underneath the crowd! Green paste, red face, tears in his eye, But him stand proud and demand one more try! [Instrumental Break – Taiko and rock drums, fast shamisen and electric guitar duel, short shakuhachi phrases, deep bass] [Bridge – Strong rock pulse, expressive shakuhachi, slightly dramatic vocals] When the smoke clear out and the lanterns swing, There was sushi in the fish tank, rice on everything. Chef crawl up slow with a worried face, Ask, "Sir... perhaps another taste?" Elephant smile with noble grace, A single tear still on his face. He bow so deep that the chopsticks slide, Then whisper low with tremendous pride... [Elephant – Deep solemn voice] It hurts... And I love it. [Final Chorus – Massive reggae-rock guitars, shamisen melody, pounding taiko, group vocals] WASABI! WASABI! Bring a little more for me! Whole damn restaurant in disarray, But di elephant dining anyway! WASABI! WASABI! No retreat and no mercy! From the first hot bite to the final plea, Dat green volcano belongs to me! [Outro – Bouncing bass riff, shamisen flourish, taiko hits, guitar chops] [Chef – Exhausted] We are completely out... [Elephant] Out of what? [Chef] Wasabi. [Brief silence] [Elephant – Horrified] ...Prepare the horse radish. [Final shocked gasp, distorted guitar chord, taiko hit]