Slalom on 34th Street (Thanksgiving 1621)

Jazz, big band, white jazz, vocalese, 1930's, golden age jazz, showtunes, rock opera

(Verse 1)
Pilgrims line the cobblestone, muskets polished bright,
Wampanoag warriors carving turkeys left and right,
Snoopy’s flying overhead, stitched from linen sails,
While Rockettes kick in rhythm on the cranberry-red rails!

Santa’s sleigh comes surfing in on Hudson River foam,
With elves on trick skees carving “Welcome Home!”
There’s gravy on the starting dock, cornbread on the pier,
And pumpkin pies are flying like confetti through the cheer!

(Chorus)
Slawlum on 34th Street!
Pilgrims, crank the rope, let’s waterskee and eat!
Miracle broadcast, musket cams on repeat—
It’s Thanksgiving live from 1621’s fleet!

Slawlum on 34th Street!
Carve the wake, make history sweet!
Santa’s float just passed the drumline beat,
And Christmas is chasing our feet!

(Verse 2)
Televised on turkey feathers, signal strong and clear,
Brought to you by Hallmark—“Miracle’s premier!”
The pilgrims shout, “Hit it!” as the inboard roars,
Indians cheer from teepees with GoPros on the oars.

Stuffing-powered jet skees, gravy for the gas,
Mayflower branded wetsuits, first-class!
There’s a Snoopy blimp collision with a butterball kite,
But everyone’s forgiving—it’s Thanksgiving night!

(Bridge)
“Give thanks! Waterskee fast!”
Then a voice from above, Santa laughs at last—
“Ho-ho-hold your handle high,
Christmas tide is rolling nigh!”

(Verse 3)
The Rockettes form a kickline wake,
Cutting glass-smooth water like a pilgrim’s cake,
They spell out “Peace” in synchronized spray,
While Macy’s drums boom “USA!”

The turkey’s done, the crowd’s insane,
Pumpkin spice mist in the Hudson rain,
1621, the birth of cheer,
And we’re still waterskeeyin’ into next year!

(Final Chorus)
Slawlum on 34th Street!
Thankful hearts and waterskees that meet!
From Plymouth Rock to Santa’s seat,
History’s never looked so sweet!

Slawlum on 34th Street!
From the Hallmark sky we tweet,
“Miracle confirmed—repeat, repeat!”
Thanksgiving lives on liquid heat!

(Outro)
And that concludes today’s parade, folks!
From the pilgrims to the pros, remember—
It’s not just turkey season… it’s waterskee season!

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Live from downtown Manhattan, 1621! It’s the First Annual Macy’s Thanksgiving Parade and Waterskee Slawlum Invitational! Sponsored by Plymouth Boats and the Hallmark Channel—miracles guaranteed! (Verse 1) Pilgrims line the cobblestone, muskets polished bright, Wampanoag warriors carving turkeys left and right, Snoopy’s flying overhead, stitched from linen sails, While Rockettes kick in rhythm on the cranberry-red rails! Santa’s sleigh comes surfing in on Hudson River foam, With elves on trick skees carving “Welcome Home!” There’s gravy on the starting dock, cornbread on the pier, And pumpkin pies are flying like confetti through the cheer! (Chorus) Slawlum on 34th Street! Pilgrims, crank the rope, let’s waterskee and eat! Miracle broadcast, musket cams on repeat— It’s Thanksgiving live from 1621’s fleet! Slawlum on 34th Street! Carve the wake, make history sweet! Santa’s float just passed the drumline beat, And Christmas is chasing our feet! (Verse 2) Televised on turkey feathers, signal strong and clear, Brought to you by Hallmark—“Miracle’s premier!” The pilgrims shout, “Hit it!” as the inboard roars, Indians cheer from teepees with GoPros on the oars. Stuffing-powered jet skees, gravy for the gas, Mayflower branded wetsuits, first-class! There’s a Snoopy blimp collision with a butterball kite, But everyone’s forgiving—it’s Thanksgiving night! (Bridge) “Give thanks! Waterskee fast!” Then a voice from above, Santa laughs at last— “Ho-ho-hold your handle high, Christmas tide is rolling nigh!” (Verse 3) The Rockettes form a kickline wake, Cutting glass-smooth water like a pilgrim’s cake, They spell out “Peace” in synchronized spray, While Macy’s drums boom “USA!” The turkey’s done, the crowd’s insane, Pumpkin spice mist in the Hudson rain, 1621, the birth of cheer, And we’re still waterskeeyin’ into next year! (Final Chorus) Slawlum on 34th Street! Thankful hearts and waterskees that meet! From Plymouth Rock to Santa’s seat, History’s never looked so sweet! Slawlum on 34th Street! From the Hallmark sky we tweet, “Miracle confirmed—repeat, repeat!” Thanksgiving lives on liquid heat! (Outro) And that concludes today’s parade, folks! From the pilgrims to the pros, remember— It’s not just turkey season… it’s waterskee season!

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