Lyrics

This is me, George Boggs. Please rise up for the anthem for our animal theme park, the tune of Beethoven's 9th symphony. Beasts of North America, Beasts of South America, Beasts of every land and clime, Hearken to my joyful tidings Of the Golden future time. Soon or late the day is coming, Tyrant hyenas shall be overthrown, And the fruitful fields of Virginia Shall be trod by wild beasts alone. For that day we all must labour, Though we'll be the mighty gang. Lions, tigers, bеars, zebras and peacocks, All must toil for us now again! My anthem gavе rise to the sunrise. The North American Prairie was the night before a dark, war-scarred place. The then king of the Pridelands, Mufasa, had become king after his father Ahadi's death. Ahadi had fought bravely against the hyena and the Outlander lioness army- both helmed by his younger son (and Mufasa's brother) Scar. However, the battle was won and Mufasa and Sarabi ascended to the throne of Pride Rock. They viewed their kingdom from the Promontory. Sarabi felt birth pangs, and decided to walk into the royal den. When the child was born, Mufasa walked up the Promontory, and called on the animals with the Roar of the Firstborn. The next morning, the cry of a teenage red-crowned crane suddenly broke the silence of the savannah - "Nant's Ingonyama Bagithi Baba!!!!!!" A herd of rhinos, grazing on the grass, heard the Zulu chant echo in the wind. A crowd of meerkats walked up and stood on their feet, sensing a new and glorious morn. A topi couple turned their heads toward the direction of Pride Rock. A cheetah walked up a knoll and moved her ears to catch the reverb of the cry. She saw overhead a flock of marabou storks fly up and away over the great waterfall. As the sun rose like a curtain being lifted up, worldwide animal herds from all over the Pridelands came walking, strutting, ambling, flying, and creeping. They crossed rivers and entire lakes. Birds flew in their multitudes, and the reptiles and insects made their way over to Pride Rock as well. Gazelles leaped and bounded. Flamingoes flew on. A giraffe and her calf, who were strolling over to see the commotion, suddenly spotted a number of animals and ran off to join it. Zebras kicked up the sand as they came bounding on in their numbers. A herd of elephants marched carefully behind a flock of guineafowl. A zebra herd splashed water all over the banks of a lake, as a myriad of animals- colorful birds, elephants, wildebeest, hippos- all made their way through the lake. Egrets came in large numbers, and zebras and gazelles in their thousands walked among leopards and cheetahs in their tens. Primates and parakeets, rodents and rhinos- all gathered to cast their eyes upon the new king- the son and firstborn of Mufasa and Sarabi. Zazu the red-billed hornbill flew in, and genuflected before the proud and austere-looking Mufasa- who returned Zazu's greeting with a warm, amiable smile. Mufasa then saw his dear friend, the red-crowned crane we spoke of in the beginning. Tamino makes her way through the buffaloes and kudu. She climbed up Pride Rock and threw her long, wings around the king in fraternal love and friendship. Mufasa then turned to his queen and wife Sarabi, in whose forelegs lay a golden cub- he who had just been born, and whose birth was announced unto the gathering throng of animals below Pride Rock's Promontory. The millions of Pridelander animals were visited by Zazu, who flew around making sure all were in discipline for the ceremony. Tamino, meanwhile, was busy anointing the newborn cub- whom she had dubbed "SIMBA". She gave him the name because of his significance as the "lion of lions". She smeared a tiny dab of dust and pulp over Simba's forehead, and, followed by his parents, took the cub in her arms and walked up to the promontory. The animals stretched their necks and birds flew up out of curiosity. They were anxious to see the newborn prince. Then, Tamino took up the cub in both her hands and held him up firmly for all the animals to see. Mufasa and Sarabi bowed to each other in love and pride. The animals leaped, jumped, and danced for joy. Birds flew in intricate and well-formed geometric patterns, and even the reptiles and amphibians were happy. All were elated at Simba. They had high hopes for him. Mufasa and Sarabi looked up into the heavens. They saw several rays of sun pierce through the clouds and descend upon their son, at which the whole congregation bowed their heads and genuflected at the prince. The animals then resumed cheering and leaping up in happiness. Prince Simba was born! Once the ceremony was over, several animals approached to give their congrats to the king and queen. But one animal didn't show up, one not missed much by the creatures of the Pride Lands. And that was Scar, Mufasa's younger brother. Mufasa didn't let his disappointment show, but he couldn't help feeling it. He had no idea why Scar started hating him, but he had hoped that his brother would put aside his jealous feelings for family, just one day. Sadly, Scar didn't seem to care, acting as bitter and resentful as before. Their parents, King Ahadi and Queen Uru, had chosen Mufasa as king since he was firstborn, and that somehow made him a villain in Scar's eyes. Scar had not started life this way, but he had indeed become a bitter creature, stirring discontent among the younger lions and scoffing at the more conservative lions. "Zazu," Mufasa called to the bird greeting the animals. "Come here, if you'd please." The hornbill flew over and landed on Mufasa's shoulder. "Yes, Sire?" he asked with a grin. But when he saw his king's frown, he frowned as well and sniffed in contempt. "Ah...he didn't come to the ceremony this morning? Why am I not surprised?" "No, he had not come," replied Mufasa. "I was hoping he would set aside his grudge, but he hadn't. If you'd like to tell him that I'm on my way so I can talk to him..." "Already on it," interrupted Zazu. He flapped his wings and took off towards the lower part of Pride Rock. Mufasa watched him go before turning back to his family. He wanted to spend more time with them, telling Sarabi how proud he was of her and how much he loved her, and fussing over baby Simba. Then after that, he would go and confront Scar, lion to lion.