Lyrics:
Song Piano Mother

d rather pull a mac on you Sorry Ms. Jackson but I'm packin [Kanye West] It's on I'm packin weight like Nina Simone piano flow It's like a Michelangelo

all in vain The dark clouds're gone there's whole lotta shakin' goin' on Cause time changes everything [ piano ] Time has passed then I have forgot you yes I have Mother

I was made in England, out of Cadillac muscle I had a quit-me father, had a love-me mother I had little Richard and that black piano Oh that sweet Georgia

song was recorded in Jeff's bedroom in Louisiana when he was 17 years of age. Some of the sounds featured are his sister playing piano, his mother hearing

you got all swept up in a mad world, the city. Jazz, cabarets, liquors. You're drawn like a moth to the flame. [Roxie Hart] A moth? [Billy Flynn] Now

. 'Junior Choice' played one morning. The song was 'English Scheme.' Mine. They'd changed it with a grand piano and turned it into a love song. How they

I put my feelings in this song So you could sing a long Ya always like the sound of banjos A-rinky-tinking of an old piano Mama (mama) this one's for

this is who I am. You don't like it? You can go fuck yourself. MR. DICARLO: Hey, Frankie. Sing "My Mother's Eyes." FRANKIE: Gee, Mr. Dicallo. I haven't sung that song

of our home Uncle Wesley played the fiddle and John R played the banjo We'd pick and sing sometimes all night long Mama played the upright piano and