Ho preso anche un luccio grande Che sembrava un drago Poi a sera in treno abbiam cantato piano Quell pezzo Americano che cantavi tu Canzoni stonate parole
yo, I like to bite Just havin' fun y'all, and if you think that it's wrong You got to admit, it's a new type of song Doowutchyalike Ooh, I see guys and
them games in Lindsay Park is every Sunday he ain't going nowhere I went home switched gear went out and grabbed me a beer 10 drinks later I'm at Burger
music comes on and we march at the dance Inside of your mind or inside of my pants? Musical intention that we have is vast You sick, drink a NyQuil,
age He was drunk, worn and thin He sat down behind the ol' piano And he ran through a couple of notes And he said, "Would somebody buy me a drink, boys
club track We'll take it to Justin's and hit his King Kong Then we'll gather round the piano for a little sing song Oh, if I could kidnap that feeling
Deliciously I drink up all your tears On a piano out of tune I sit and persevere Deliriously I eat up all your words And jumble them around Till they
slowly get stoned Yes they're sharing a drink they call loneliness But it's better than drinking alone. Sing us a song, you're the piano man, Sing us a song
slowly get stoned Yes, they're sharing a drink they call loneliness But it's better than drinking alone Sing us a song, you're the piano man Sing us a song
you in Robinsonville Annie May's dad makes the white liquor He's got a piano, a floor and a shack You can stay all night long Drink and pick out a song
he was working in a night club, that's where he played the saxophone He used to fake to stock arrangements, he left the customers alone But one night before the last song
Roger Creager Paint yourself sad Cry yourself a river Paint yourself cheated Color me the cheater Play the piano and sing sad songs Tell all your friends
really need all these musicians?) Link by link, making the connections, yes we do Drink by drink, taking every comment as it comes Learning how to play the politician Like you play piano
When I wore a younger man's clothes La la la la la la, la la la la la la Sing us a song you're the piano man Sing us a song tonight Yeah we're in the
paralyzed puppet sits stiff in the window Grinding his teeth and playing piano All his songs bleed together in a flatline blur Broken litany, worthless words Creating space while your drinks
dice hit want cream fold, for two green five six seelo and the ego (yeah) So how you flipping grams yo (uh uh) I'm touching keys like pianos to getting
my knees And roll my stockings down And all that jazz Start the car I know a whoopee spot Where the gin is cold But the piano's hot It's just a noisy
drink, I propose a toast, a final prayer. Here's to the watchers in the wood, here's to the last days, unto us a most inspired song. Shaper, stop the