learn your name and all you?re really looking for is to get your foot inside the door that leads to the fortune and fame. Now the Devil plays the piano
and learn your name and all you?re really looking for is to get your foot inside the door that leads to the fortune and fame. Now the Devil plays the piano
the seams with the sounds of laughter and Had it only been a different night, a different place, a different kind of man passing by the threshold of that innocent pub. runken piano
the breeze Just you and me on a balcony And cicadas singing in the trees [Chorus:] Old '67 what a time it was What a time of innocence, what a time we
di mattina questa musica cammina e piano piano entra dentro al cuore e l'uomo ha un unico colore e' una musica insistente una musica innocente che sta
: Toujours du violon, du piano C'est ca le rap francais, o.k, je vais t'en donner Et la c'est du Rohff francais Trafiquant de classique Monte le son
is that all of them together, standing side by side, will make up one thing as a whole...and that's you. be brand new, let yourself have the innocence
CHORUS: Don't take me for a fool 'Cos I know the world is cruel Don't say it's OK All the good has gone away And innocence it was her fire For she believed
shadowboxing Face up and throw your gloves in Lose your imaginary friends Always good for nothing She can't ever love him No man is ever innocent, innocent Innocent, innocent
down on an iron frame and found myself in Bedlam Escaping from the fingers that were stretching through the bars Wailing echoes down the corridors The player piano
my faith in innocent eyes Under my feelings, under my skin Under the thoughts from within Learning the subtext of the mind See creation, how we?re defined My innocent
children They're horrid I ... Child that I was then when was I last young? When did comic wood bricks become trading in con-tricks? When did innocence
the seams with the sounds laughter And drunken piano playing Had it only been a different night, a different place A different kind of man passing by the threshold of that innocent
we've seen Or punched in the mouth for being uns ure Or locked behind a closet door We learn what we live, and live what we learn Abuse of innocence,
Well, I wake in the night and I wanna write about what we went through I've been lying still for weeks Got this new piano and it's older than my dad But
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
the breeze Just you and me on a balcony And cicadas singing in the trees Old '67, what a time it was What a time of innocence, what a time we've lost
Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier) Steve vai (guitar) Ray white (guitar, vocals) Tommy mars (keyboards) Chuck wild (piano) Arthur barrow (bass) Scott thunes