Father I killed my monkey I let it out to Taste the sweet of spring Wonder if I will wander out Test my tether to See if I'm still free from you Steady
And with a wink and a smile you toss your instructions On how to catch a train while it's moving You always were the one that kept us all guessing How
Everybody wants somethin' from you Everybody want a piece of Mary Lush valley all dressed in green Just ripe for the pickin' God I want to get you out
Hello Mr. Zebra, can I have your sweater? 'Cause it's cold, cold, cold, in my hole, hole, hole Ratatouille Strychnine, sometimes she's a friend of mine
I knew a boy who would not share his bike Oh, but he let me go sailing I swore that I could survive any storm Oh, then he let me go "Can you launch rockets
Who's your daddy? Aha Come along now "Lies everywhere", said the father to the son You're peppermint breath, gonna choke him to death Daddy, watch your
Maybe I'm the afterglow 'Cause I'm with a band you know Don't you hear the laughter on the way down? Yes, I am the anchorman Dining here with son of
Honey bring it close to my Honey bring it close to my lips, yeah Honey bring it close to my Honey bring it close to my lips, yeah Honey bring it close
you know that we will always be on this earth i'd like to tell you something but i have to think of something first i try to see you you try to know that
Harold: Madam Librarian What can I do, my dear, to catch your ear I love you madly, madly Madam Librarian...Marian Heaven help us if the library caught
Walk across the courtyard towards the library I can hear the insects buzz and the leaves 'neath my feet Ramble up the stairwell into the hall of books
invest in one another's future Oh, my pretty Oh, my sweet girl It's a marvelous place She designed it With escape routes For you and me So to the library
Walk across the courtyard, Towards the library. I can hear the insects buzz on the leaves, 'neath my feet. Ramble up the stairwell, To the hall of books
off the top shelf I am the sub-librarian, counter girl, tea-maker I am the sub-librarian, swan feeder, spectacle breaker I am the sub-librarian
번역: Hefner. 사서.
: Walk across the courtyard, Towards the library. I can hear the insects buzz on the leaves, 'neath my feet. Ramble up the stairwell, To the hall of
: So I ran faster but it caught me here. Yes, my loyalties turned like my ankle in the seventh grade, Running after Billy, running after the rain. There
