Delay the Day Away
Whistling and chirping intro, The song erupts with a buoyant march led by brass, banjo, and honking tuba, propped up by playful snare a, Verses feature male dramatic voals, jaunty waltz turns and crowd call-and-responses, constantly interrupted by absurd musical diversions, Grand choruses are riotous and catchy, with dancers, mock lectures, or whistling interludes mid-song, vaudeville, electronic, Clashing keys, slapstick stops, and nonsense yells end the number abruptly, Children’s music explodes in brassy, tuba-heavy marches, electric guitar riffs, heavy metal punctuating a parade of silly snare, Verses swing into jaunty waltz turns, triangle tingles, and call-and-responses with sudden comedic detours, Choruses roar with catchy chaos—dancers, banjo, mock lectures, or whistling breaks—while abrupt slapstick stops, clashing keys, and nonsense shouts deliver a hilariously abrupt ending,
Delay the Day Away
Whistling and chirping intro, The song erupts with a buoyant march led by brass, banjo, and honking tuba, propped up by playful snare a, Verses feature male dramatic voals, jaunty waltz turns and crowd call-and-responses, constantly interrupted by absurd musical diversions, Grand choruses are riotous and catchy, with dancers, mock lectures, or whistling interludes mid-song, vaudeville, electronic, Clashing keys, slapstick stops, and nonsense yells end the number abruptly, Children’s music explodes in brassy, tuba-heavy marches, electric guitar riffs, heavy metal punctuating a parade of silly snare, Verses swing into jaunty waltz turns, triangle tingles, and call-and-responses with sudden comedic detours, Choruses roar with catchy chaos—dancers, banjo, mock lectures, or whistling breaks—while abrupt slapstick stops, clashing keys, and nonsense shouts deliver a hilariously abrupt ending,
Lyrics
Whistled Intro
Doo-doo-doo…
ah, why the hurry?
Verse 1
I meant to pay the taxes, but the forms were just too long,
So I learned the ukulele and composed this silly song!
They say that time is money, but I’ve neither, truth be told,
I’ve squandered both on nonsense, naps, and biscuits growing mold!
Chorus
🎶 So let’s delay the day away!
Why hurry, fret, or stew?
Success is overrated, dear,
And failure’s comfy too!
Oh I’ll rise and shine when stars align,
Or post-reincarnation!
To do can wait, let’s marinate
In sweet procrastination!
Tag
We’ll twiddle thumbs and hum a tune and call it “being wise,”
For work avoided cheerfully is work that never dies!
Verse 2
I was going to write a novel, oh the greatest ever seen,
With dragons, spies, and cosmic pies, and chapters seventeen!
But then I thought, “A little nap, before I start the plot…”
And seventeen years later... I’ve still not penned a jot!
Chorus
🎶 So let’s delay the day away!
Why hurry, fret, or stew?
Success is overrated, dear,
And failure’s comfy too!
Oh I’ll rise and shine when stars align,
Or post-reincarnation!
To do can wait — let’s marinate
In sweet procrastination!
Tag
We’ll twiddle thumbs and hum a tune and call it “being wise,”
For work avoided cheerfully is work that never dies!
Build: Instrumental
Bridge
Tick-tock, let’s mock the clock,
Flip-flop, then doze and rock.
Snail-pace, embrace the space,
Twiddle, fiddle, dodge the race!
Sway, delay, we’ll drift away,
Skip the grind, just lounge and play.
Time can wait — why rush creation?
All aboard… procrastination!
Final Chorus
Delay the day away, olé!
Let laziness be king!
For toil may fade, but naps are made
Of sweet and sacred things!
So raise your brew, bid work adieu,
Ignore the population —
Let others strive we’ll stay alive
Through sheer… procastination!
Outro – Whistled with kazoo harmony
🎵 Do-do-do,
da-da-da,
not today...
maybe in next May! 🎵