care Never wanted it was always enough But when it came to education it's like she had one rule There's no such thing as too much school Not to mention
Look this is the world's debut of these damn fools Stak and Blac, tic for tac, breakin' all racial rules And ain't too much, wrong with that 'cuz if it
a choice that we even have? Bang, bang down on piano 'til I smash the keys Living alone with the melodies Everything's gone and I don't know where And the rule
Or can you see the child Do you think it's easier There's no cloud immune to rain Well - I'm not ashamed cos nothing ever stays the same You have to bend the rules
m reaching for you Wont you take my hand ? CHORUS There's only one choice, one voice That speaks to the heart of the broken man There's only one way to change The rules
sea just parted And Air Vast just called it Man, you ain't half as tight I can bend any substance, that's metal nightlight I can break any rule that'
Where we would weave such wonderful dreams. My world would wear a smile on its face, like the man and the moon has, when the moon beams. (piano solo) If i ruled
and demanding What you're not handing out Last straw no fuse broken law There's no joking cause it's all on the news now Every channel talking on the piano
my warm body I gave him power over me A thousand glass eyes were staring in a cellar full of antique dolls I found an old piano and sweet chords rose
in that place the devil rules I put all my faith in her and she broke all the rules They'll crown her queen unfaithful and me the king of fools [ piano
no ) im no chaufferr yes mam no sir so sure i could put her down right on your turf -Andre Nickatina the g's come in threes like piano keys if your
podium, podium Buck the money y'all, yeah That's the season, that's the season Now my season, season goes through the people with the evil They don't rule
him my warm body I gave him power over me A thousand glass eyes were staring In a cellar full of antique dolls I found an old piano And sweet chords
the piano player, he's doing the best he can. Please don't shoot the piano player, he's doing the best he can. Let us live by one rule, respect us -
shoot the piano player, he's doing the best he can. Please don't shoot the piano player, he's doing the best he can. Let us live by one rule, respect
my very life to me Of all the queens that ever lived, I choose you To rule me, my Rose Marie Of all the queens that ever lived, I choose you To rule
Highway 49 I'm gonna walk Highway 51 'Till I find Highway 49 I've got a ninety pound, woman Hoo, Lord, would ease my worried mind 'Beat it out, beat it out' (instrumental & piano
(Shel Silverstein) She's the queen of the Silver Dollar, and she rules this smokey kingdom And her sceptre is a wine glass and a bar-stool is her throne