Not Quite Nonsense

Hey, Mr. Crumpet, can we find another trumpet man
To help us lead another round?
Because it's early in the morning and everybody's yawning
And we plan to do it one more time, yeah

So my cancelled reservation and conditioned elation
For this orchestra is just not getting formed
And with the banjo sitting here, will the lady in the rear
Please be kind enough to take her lovely hat off? Yeah

Mr. Graingеr the arranger will be hеre in seconds flat
'Cause he's left his motor running on the sidewalk
But he's far away to sea, writing notes on what should be
But he's coming back in time to lead the band, yeah
Oh don't you hear him a-coming round?

And when everyone is there, Mrs. Klotch and Mr. Pear
Little Lennie and his brethren in the front row
Then we'll all begin to sing while the bandsmen do their thing
And we'll call a stop to all that's not harmonic