letra de a recorder in red plastic - the national bank
a saxophone with flesh wounds is my true singing voice
i’ve got a pizzicato love affair but the snare drum is my first choice
anyhow it’s up to me to wander around my mind
i keep a steady pace but i soon lose track of time
i lose track of time
watch me balance a silver string from the b-ss note swimming by
it will open a new universe where the earth becomes the sky
mom wouldn’t you just love to see me now?
i’m finally working with my hands look i’ll show you how
i almost feel as happy as a boy that happy is
to wake up on my birthday with a present from old aunt liz
a recorder in red plastic and a yellow xylophone
and then an angel on a card that proves that they are my own
watch me balance a silver string from the b-ss note swimming by
it will open a new universe where the earth becomes the sky
mom wouldn’t you just love to see me now?
i’m finally working with my hands look i’ll show you how
mom wouldn’t you just love to see me now?
i’m finally working with my hands look i’ll show you how
letras aleatórias
- letra de disguiser - klangstof
- letra de lleno de humo - siri
- letra de bell tower - chris tso
- letra de rusted memorials - lascar
- letra de biber - lepa brena
- letra de big dreams in little bodies - daren yuen
- letra de gasoline - aeadea
- letra de silly billy vs. the demon core - stephen lightfoot iii
- letra de tote körper tanzen anders - chuzpe
- letra de dogshitfresh - damedot