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Little Viola Hidden In The Orchestra
Miniature woodwinds whistle underwater While electric eels make the ocean warm in summer Olives that were left on the sand become bathing beach bunnies Being wooed by seashells singing elegant choruses
Little viola hidden in the orchestra How I love to pretend the sounds you make Are flowers that slowly encircle the band That curl around each note that's played The audience charmed by the floating garden of music Giddily pick musical floral bouquets
And now it's time for the play
The actor in the center of the stage looks sadly at a teacup Reads a poem off the teacup and covers his face With a page of a poem on the teacup and sings 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 'What a terrible lie you told me that you're heart was mine to buy All those feelings you implied, it all was just terrible lies Oh, what a terrible lie'
Do you remember in the first verse When I told you about the seashells singing? Well, if you wanna hear what it sounds like You just have to listen in
I will be a good boy and never tell you the bad things That I think about, the nasty little things I'll keep them to myself I will be a good boy and never tell you the bad things That I think about, the dirty little things I'll keep them to myself I will be a good boy and never tell you the bad things That I think about, the sinister things I'll keep them to myself
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