Little Viola Hidden in the Orchestra歌词

作曲 : Kevin L Barnes
Miniature woodwinds whistle underwater

While electric eels make the ocean warm in summer
Olives that were left on the sand become bathing beach bunnies

Being wooed by seashells singing elegant choruses

Little viola hidden in the orchestra
How I love to pretend the sounds you make
Are flowers that slowly encircle the band

That curl around each note that's played
The audience charmed
By the floating garden of music giddily pick musical floral bouquets

And now its time for the play
The actor in the center of the stage looks sadly at a teacup

Reads a poem off the teacup
And covers his face with a page of a poem on the teacup and sings
What a terrible lie you told me

That you're heart was mine to buy

All those feelings you implied

It all was just terrible lies

Oh what a terrible lie
Do you remember in the first verse
When I told you about the seashells singing

Well if you wanna hear what it sounds like

You just have to listen in

I will be a good boy and never tell you the bad things that I think about
The nasty little things I'll keep them to myself

I will be a good boy and never tell you the bad things that I think about
The dirty little things I'll keep them to myself

I will be a good boy and never tell you the bad things that I think about
The sinister things I'll keep them to myself