Frantic Whisk

Frantic Whisk

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The Frantic Whisk is a local bakery, artisan level, making a name for themselves and ooooh! their stuff is good. Not sold in many outlets. They're in the oldest Council Chambers (=City Hall) which were tiny but art deco. For the sake of the song I've skipped the council's shift to a reasonable building before their current delusions of grandeur. This is intended to have music AND a video (mouthwatering) but I'm not going to get there during Fifty Ninety as I'm about to lose the WHOLE of September. I put it up here so I won't lose it--unusually, it was entirely on notebook.

Lyrics: 

FRANTIC WHISK
Words & Music Copyright © TJ Fatchen All Rights Reserevd APRA-AMCOS

CH
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The frantic whisk whisks to and fro
And the sifter sifts like powder snow
And the biscuits come and the biscuits go
And everybody calls for "More! More!"

And the tarts and the shortbreads pile up high,
And banberries ride to the buyers' cry
And the macadamia biscuits light up the sky
And everybody calls for more!

V1
Round the corner by a plane tree
Sits an old Art Deco hall
Where once the local aldermen
Held forth--and held in thrall
The unsuspecting locals who
Knew not things might improve,
If some could come and with a whisk
The aldermen remove.

CH
(And) the frantic whisk whisks to and fro
And the sifter sifts like powder snow
And the biscuits come and the biscuits go
And everybody calls for "More! More!"

And the tarts and the shortbreads pile up high,
And banberries ride to the buyers' cry
And the macadamia biscuits light up the sky
And everybody calls for more!

BRIDGE
Our Council felt the need for higher things,
And departed from their Art Deco hut,
For the exaltation a high-rise brings
They left their old home to fall down, phut!

V2
But a little batch of bakers
Saved that building in distress
"Instead of Council maunderings
From here will come the best
Of pastry, cake and biscuits
And our business will be brisk,
And we'll move so fast that all will know
The bakers' Frantic Whisk"

CH
(And) the frantic whisk whisks to and fro
And the sifter sifts like powder snow
And the biscuits come and the biscuits go
And everybody calls for "More! More!"

And the tarts and the shortbreads pile up high,
And banberries ride out to the buyers' cry
And the macadamia biscuits light up the sky
And everybody calls for more!



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Comments

kahlo2013's picture

Love this lyric... I like the juxtaposition of the delicious foodie details and the architectural historic preservation message! I am not only hungry now but want to visit the frantic whisk! Video would be awesome!

ustaknow's picture

Where you once had baked potatoes you now have baked bread. Good yeast took over Smile

So, where’s the video? Wink what happened to September, it’s only the 1st.

Anyway, all seem happy now they been replaced, they’ll leaven the taxes?

wobbie wobbit's picture

nice, the music jumps out of the lyrics and i love the collective noun of a batch of bakers! nice story too.

lowhum's picture

Yeah, I can hear it. First felt a bit Penny Lane-ish, but later on it went to the pub Lol Will surely enjoy the audio-visuals!