Sweet sweet Fanta Diallo (tamberine) ouh! ouh! Fanta Diallo FANTA walking on the rainbow now! (strings 1st) FANTA shivering in moon light waves (brass
On the playback Bob, I want piano and bass OK, here we go One Two (I'll just start it) A One Two Three Ooo-oo-oo-oooo Ooo-oo-oo-oooo Get on your board
Previously unreleased demo Recorded circa 1963 Brian Wilson On the playback Bob, I want piano and bass OK, here we go One Two (I'll just start it) A
mas que nada, we gonna make you feel lil hotter peas and Sergio Mendes heating up sambaaaa badabababababaaaaaa sergio play your piano sergio play your yo yo yo yo piano
I like you." "I like you too," said Mitchell. He walked to the door. "I must pack," he said. Near a sea of pianos, there were waves of chords that crashed
now A ghost of a horse follows me to the end oh the end of the barn where my faith's buried deep in the ground I lay into the piano with the pedal
paid my dues, how will they pay you When you first come in the game, they try to play you Then you drop a couple of hits, look how they wave to you From
my heart"s piano... is the aquamarine melody. Look at the twinkling sky as it melts away. Until the sound of the last wave"s crash vanishes Just
not to test but you don't listen Givin the shout out to my Uncle Donnel locked up in prison Chorus: Andre (repeat 2X) Now throw your hands in the air And wave
-da Left of the string section we have, Terry Adams on cello' Nancy Ellis, on Violo Tom Halpin, on Violin (instrumental with trumpet, sax & piano solos) And we have, Jeff Labes, on piano
Por el suelo hay una compadrita Que ya nadie se para a mirar Por el suelo hay una mamacita Que se muere de no respetar Patchamama te veo tan triste Patchamama
" "I like, I like, like, like you too" said Mitchell He walked to the door, "I must pack," he said} Near a sea of pianos there were waves of chords That
It's like this, fuck a bitch And that's the G code We used to sell raw kill and give toe tag Now ever since 9-1-1 rappers waving white flags But me I
make you feel lil hotter Peas and Sergio Mendes heating up samba Bada, ba, ba, ba, ba, baa Sergio play your piano Sergio play your, yo, yo, yo, yo, piano
Since I was a child I could read the tides by the colours of the clouds When I grew I left in the spring and took only my piano and some gin But when
a joke that's not too deep 'Cos I'm out of double meanings Throw me a rope that I can't reach As you lay back on your beach I'm not waving, only drowning