Lyrics:
Lesson One Piano

to chronic gun Going simmalimma tillamimma simmalimma tillamimma It's supersonic! (uh!) It takes one to know one a killer Gunshot (gunshot) Gunshot (gunshot) One less thing you know Know one

(spoken) Hit it, Dave. (piano starts) Sing what I sing, sing after me Be my echo if you can be Sing yuck, yuck, yuck (music stops as Telly interrupts

house And maybe you'll meet someone new" She could've tried but she didn't have time She had a five year old to feed She had ballet class, piano lessons

standing, I remember how it felt Two little girls growing out of their training bras This little girl breaks furniture, this little girl breaks laws Two girls together, just a little less

(Okay) Softly like if I play piano in the dark That's outcast, I'm an outcast (Yup) In this world it's dim and light full of darkness (Yah) How a man

got her a beer While I mixed that sound on the stage so the band could hear The more I watched her watch me play, the less I thought of to say And when

chorus will be brought to you by E .M. I . You had 2 piano lessons and a scholarship And you should never mix music with politics With an I.Q. of maybe only one

with their meal But nowadays, no one will serve them And their gravy is left to congeal Verdi and Wagner delighted the crowds With their highly original sound The pianos

Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier) Steve vai (guitar) Ray white (guitar, vocals) Tommy mars (keyboards) Chuck wild (piano) Arthur barrow (bass) Scott thunes