. Burn Piano Island Burn! Soured Palm trees sputter waxy wax stink. Burn Piano Island Burn! Boiling lagoons chewing bubble gum pink? Burn Piano Island
that's catchier than pink eye. I'll leave you to it. Cioffi: Well, at least now you'll have a few minutes alone with your piano. Aaron: Alone, yeah
sounds promising [Edith] Four o'clock! Hang the Japanase lanterns! Five o'clock! Mix the champagne punch! [Jackie & Lee] Pick the inchworms off the peonies! [Gould] Pink
you I lived in the blackest house with seven pure white cats The bleak eyed look of every day hidden deep inside my hat The notes on the piano now remind
was the same summer I learned to play 'It Had To Be You' on the piano The same summer we jumped the fence at the fair And you won in two throws the pink
I've been sleeping with the sunrise watching hours pass away incidentally I'm just waiting for the dusk to kill the day but now I'm waiting for your call while I bang on this piano
So I carved the apple from my eye And gave it to you before I went away Blood ran into the kitchen sink Your hand and lives are running pink I
Where's the keyboards, and the tambourine, and the guitar And you know, I mean - the stuff that like, white people like [Meatwad] We had a piano [Carl
And your skin is a cream, dipped out beyond measure Your nose is a pink color touched by the weather Your fingers are keys from the grandest piano Played
again How could I leave this room all alone When she comes by every morning Brings back pink and pale blue orchids When she comes by every afternoon Piano
that busts gaps quicker, and he go back nigga The mafia way toast it up like Sopranos And when it starts snowin', I push it like pianos Back in the Lambo
She watched him go, thinkin' even a stranger Would show more compassion than that She could have cried, but she didn't have time She had a baby to feed, a pink
che ho amico pianoforte vengo a trovarti sei come io ti lasciai - ti lasciai Con piu brio amico pianoforte mio con piu brio migliore amico mio con piu brio amico pianoforte
busts gaps quicker, and he go back nigga The mafia way toast it up like Sopranos And when it starts snowin', I push it like pianos Back in the Lambo,
So I carved the apple from my eye And gave it to you before I went away Blood ran into the kitchen sink Your hand and lives are running pink I sat