"Bela" genre: Rock
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	A fanciful tale of an imaginary record producer who refuses to come see our band.
	CD: GRAVID   Label: Flux XXX Records Credits: By POP, recorded by Scott Winland
	Story Behind the Song Al penned this little ditty, so it's hard to say what he might have been thinking. Actually, its hard to tell what he's thinking in just about every instance. Anyhow this song is more or less about the "struggle" of bands trying to compete in an overcrowded market, vying for the attention of the one short, drunk guy who can make or break a career, all the while coping with more successful acts who produce garbage (think of Creed while you listen to this). This song is followed abruptly by Al's lovely rendition of "They don't make Marathon candybars anymore, what's up with that?" NOTE: The title character of "Bela" bears no similarity to any other persons posisbly named Bela, who possibly, coincidentally may run a record label in a major metropolitan area. Lyrics Bela takes a while Says I still can Gets him to the church with prayin' hands He takes out a file and plays da sham Break out a bottle, we're on the lam! Chorus: Sure, it'll be out soon No, I don't know if I like that band I don't know if I gonna be out soon If the cops show up tell 'em E Pluribus Unum Columbus Nobody cares Who makin' money 'Thad E. Care' Bunch a lame crap*Go away Far away Crusty blather Chorus

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