high On the good I should have said Mountains and earthquakes May come down from their hills Yet I cannot find a place where I can be still There are
How can I go on when every thought hurts? I flirt with the notion of no more songs My old familiar foe, self pity haunts me I?m stuck in some over-the
the city goes Huck Down the beckonin' streets of opportunity And a whistling his favorite river song And a bad blind nigger at the piano Puts a sinister
King Tee's drunk again, yo, check this out, aww shit, aw shit I wanna dedicate this song to all them motherfuckers out there That, that, that perpentratin
return to the one I can turn to when I'm feelin burned to the bone (chorus) Early in the morn/ before I wash my face The bed is still warm but there
wore a younger man's clothes" La la la de de da La la de de da da da Sing us a song you're the piano man, Sing us a song tonight. Well, we're all in
them, for they don't know right from wrong The truth will set you free, written down in this song And the song has the Cause of Death written in code
first moved in together? The piano took up the living room You'd play me boogie-woogie, I play you love songs You'd say we're playing house now you still
Hill Tra la la twitle dee dee dee... [ piano ] When it's late in the evening I climb up the hill And survey all my kingdom while everything's still
England If you're made in England, you're built to last You can still say 'Homo' and everybody laughs But the joke's on you, you never read the song
songs that we had written. It was set apart in that it featured piano, something we hadn't had much of before. In retrospect, naming the song 'Shine'
Although you're free and havin' your fun To me you're still the only one Cause you made my heart stand still Just for a thrill (piano solo) Although you
do this forever, this is easy They're all readin' my column Please don't tell my mama That I write the music column for the gazette She still thinks That I play piano
and snuffy are raring to go Bill Johns had two daughters Bill Johns had a song One went to Denver and the other went wrong His wife she died in a poolroom fight Still
a younger man's clothes [Chorus] La la la de de da la la de de da da dum Sing us a song, you're the piano man sing us a song tonight Well, we'
played our second show Where nobody knew us, so nobody noticed The songs that the band didn?t know We were eatin? up the white lines, makin? good time Diggin? the songs
the maple on the hill [ piano ] Now we're getting old and feeble and our hair is turning grey We no longer hear the rippling of the leaves Still I always