TROMBONE CHAMP: The Musical Menace by Random Encounters

An original song by Random Encounters. The Trombone Champ unleashes a crescendo of chaos on his musically miserable neighbors. WATCH US PLAY THE GAME LIVE ➤ GET THE SONG APPLE ➤ SPOTIFY ➤ AMAZON ➤ BLOOPERS ➤ ✸BECOME AN ENCOUNTERER✸ ☑ Hit the Bell! ☑ Stream our Music! ☑ Get our Gear: ☑ Go Behind the Scenes: ======================= LYRICS: There was a thundering toot last Tuesday afternoon. It wasn’t long before a couple more arranged a tune! We stepped outside and finally found the guy behind that awful sound: A dumpy one-man-band, with horn in hand, just airing his toots around! We told the Trombone Champ the cops were coming soon, But it was all for naught, for he had brought his pet baboon! With every note that trombone played, and every toot and turd it made, I felt a big, fat drop of rain on my parade. Every time we’d eat, the trombone would play a prelude or suite. Every quiet game came to blows! “UNO!” Each time I felt sick, The monkey was quick to play me a lick. I don’t want no treble, but I’m bassically convinced that he’s completely addict-ed! Music might be nice, but this was more than we could bear- Before I go mad and tear out all my hair! The trombone tried to softly lull me off to sleep… But all those E’s and G’s disrupt my Z’s while counting sheep… I’d love to lay in bed and snooze, But I’m about to blow my fuse, and if I kill this pest and trombonist, I’ll probably make the news. He doesn’t sleep or eat; this creature never quits! That pesky pit band pest keeps playing, and it’s just the pits! With every staff, he stirs up strife while playing solos for my wife! His every breath has somehow wrecked my perfect life! Nothing’s hard as doing your nails while the Trombone Champ is practicing scales- and those calls on Zoom while the trombone wails are just DROP-DEAD MADDENING! I can’t read cause my ears are bleeding- I’m pleading for refrain! BUT all we get’s a new duet, and it’s driving us completely insane! And now it’s been this way since Tuesday afternoon: Trapped with the Trombone Champ in concert with his pet baboon… No matter what we’d do or say, we couldn’t make him go away! He’s made himself at home with his trombone, and now we know he’s here to stay!