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The rusted chains of prison moons
Are shattered by the sun.
I walk a road, horizons change
The tournament's begun.
The purple piper plays his
The rusted chains of prison moons
Are shattered by the sun.
I walk a road, horizons change
The tournament's begun.
The purple piper plays his
The dance of the puppets
The rusted chains of prison moons
Are shattered by the sun.
I walk a road, horizons change
The tournament's begun.
Tried to write a symphony
But I seemed to have forgotten the melody
Tried to have it all
Tried to conduct this orchestra
But the strings didn't work
The rusted chains of prison moons
Are shattered by the sun.
I walk a road, horizons change
The tournament's begun.
The purple piper plays his
The rusted chains of prison moons
Are shattered by the sun.
I walk a road, horizons change
The tournament's begun.
The purple piper plays his
The rusted chains of prison moons
Are shattered by the sun
I walk a road horizons change
The tournament's begun
The purple piper plays his tune
for us here 
It's a terrible thing 
Hanging on by a string 
There's nothing left for me to say 
You've said it all already now 
I won't add anymore
Em* 322003 (gmaj6)

Intro
See slide up to d (repeat) d see
G (1st position) g (add an e on the d string) g see d (*riff)
G (1st position) g (add an e
Brubeck
We come now, frantically searching for Thomas Moore, rainbow villages
Up on suddenly, Charlie Mingus and our man Abdul Malik
to add bass,
You've got the music in your heart
I know just how to make it start
You know the song that makes me sing
You know the tune, so play my strings
a young man I?d have two
If one were faithless and chanced to go
I?d add the other string to my bow

Howdy dowdy diddle-dumb day
Howdy dowdy diddle-dumb day
Does it add up to some names on a list
So you know we're just pieces of sky
Pieces of sky that keep drifting by
I hear the owl in the night
I realize that some things never are made right
By some will we string together here
Days to months and months to years
I hear the owl in the night
I realize that some things never are made right
By some will we string together here
Days to months and months to years
and lines that speak and say
What we do is what you wish to do

It's all an orchestra of strings,
Doing unbelievable things
Frame by frame,
that which could not be found 
He hung 3,000 violins from the rafter beams by their rusty strings 
Penniless and paupered, bug-eyed crazed
rats by the piper we're led, to join in this song for the dead

Truncated toccatas deranged, raked across barbed strings and hacked
Eviscerated etudes
dots and lines that speak and say 
What we do is what you wish to do 

It's all an orchestra of strings, 
Doing unbelievable things 
Frame by frame,
be Cotton-Eyed Joe

Put it flat on the floor with a four/four beat
Add Monsieur Oiseau

Tragedy, Celtic tragedy
I lost myself in London, Paris,
has an abrasive accent
She uses words like Eskimo

The girl with the strong arm stands beside a woman
Whose many parts add up to one
The girl with
to 

Because I'm number one, competition is none 

I'm measured with the heat that's made by sun 

Whether playin ball or bobbin in the hall 

I just
Central scrutinizer:
We take you now to a garage in canoga park

(it makes its own sauce... if you add water)

It wasn't very large
There was
this it`s simple
I drop science on the instrumental
I take seven ill drums put `em in a line
And add seven more snares to make it combine
It`ll take
by sun
Whether playin ball or bobbin in the hall
I just writin my name in graffiti on the wall
You shouldn't have told me you said you control me