Start a Mumford Band

Lyrics

[Chorus] Grab every single one of your friends And start a Mumford band Take a Mumford stand You don't need a drummer in a Mumford Band You just stomp your feet and you clap yer hands (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Pack yer bags, we're goin' to Mumfordland We got our own spoonman [Verse 1] 'Scuse me, sir, I'd like to know where is this Mumfordland? It's somewhere between Limerick and Williamsburg, Brookland So pull up your suspenders, chug another jug of wine Tonight we're gonna party like it's 1899 We strum on our guitars so hard, we break our strummin' hands We use the toaster filter when we post on Instagram We used to be the house band for The Antiques Roadshow Someone sound the trumpets, now let's do some heys and hoes (Hoes and heys) (hey, ho, hey, ho, hey, ho, hey, ho) (Heys and hoes) [Bridge] Three cheers for The Lumineers They're a Mumford Band And Phillip Phillips He's a Mumford man Well, he's more of a Mumford kid [Chorus] We saw "O Brother, Where Art Thou?" And said, "let's start a band right now" Our clothing and our songs are hand-me-downs (spoon solo!) The way we play is pure and honest Bordering on weird and Amish Technology is what we abolish in Mumfordland (except for our iPhones) Cus we're a Mumford band The oldest latest fad And Johnny Depp's a fan [Verse 2] Laddie plays the washboard, Wendel plays the fipple flute Bare-knuckle boxing's how they settle band disputes Emmet plays the Jew's harp and Bill plays his own mustache Thaddeus the Barkeep makes us cocktails in a flash Joe scratches the Victrola like an old-timey DJ Jill's on social media, she twitters from the stage We've got too many members now the stage is cavin' in Can't tell where the audience ends and where the band begins [Outro] Hey mumford fans We need an ambulance Hey, ho!