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the mints
Developments, smooth keys from the piano
Changed the mood, like we changed the channel
This is art, Picasso, I got him beat in the flesh
I'm staring
sense they're all the same.

Because the line between,
Wrong and right,
Is the width of a thread,
From a spider's web.

The piano keys are black
girl I wanted to be a soprano
But my mother said my dear you've got to practice you piano
No soprano's in to man but a piano's always grand
And grand
Fingers are keys from the grandest piano, played by a line that the Lord only knew

A tongue of an angel, floats in red wine saliva
Your teeth
the dark
Piano in the dark
She's haunted by a whiskey melody
When she plays piano in the dark
Piano in the dark

Verse 2:

No one understands
These are her
sense they're all the same.

Because the line between,
Wrong and right,
Is the width of a thread,
From a spider's web.

The piano keys are black
Of the monkey's dream piano.
Fish eat stolen keys in rivers
Where the wooden legs go sailing.
Clocks join hands to dance the polka.
Sweep the carpet under
And I see forests and it´s the 25th of December 
And my old man plays the piano for Christmas. 
He plays the piano for Christmas. 

And we´re all
baptist hymnal took it's place above the keys
We'd take turns sitting by him he'd nod we'd turn the page

Well the old piano's silent now it don't ring with
of the day when work was over
And when the evening meal was done
Dad would read to us from the family Bible
And we'd count our many blessings one by one
I can
(lilting, followed by short piano break)
In Hollywood I long to be, no, not the place across the sea,
But in county Wickloe Ireland's lovely garden.
I like bitches
Them half-and-half Alicia Keys dyke bitches
If the head right I might Air Nike bitches
Or put 'em on the track like Just Blaze
I look
it be my like sneakers
Jogging on the beach with my wife beaters
Word to Obama mama, Jeffrey Dammer drama
Swiss got keys, pianos and Alicia
When I
I saw the statue of Herman Brood
It had a lump way down in it's throat
That's because it's heart was broke in two

He played piano really fucking
I can almost hear those hymns
The keys are just collecting dust
But I can't close the lid

You left my heart as empty
As a Monday morning
I'd sing the harmonies and Dixie sang the melody
And we sing a little off key sometimes
But we had some fun, son of a gun
I wonder if I ever even
by my side
These are territories I live for
I'd still give my everything to love you more

A song of me song in need
Of a courageous symphony
all I want my arms around you
I'm already late for my train
But I don't think about that 
I think of you, George
At your piano, sweating in
Tossed them in my backpack
Placed a set of keys inside the grill
I left the title to the house inside the piano bench
And my lawyer's got the will
songs that ever been never spin
In heavy rotation ever again
If I don't do a song to insight millions
Or get a video done by Hype Williams
If there's
took a leap off of the precipice
I wish I could play piano well
I’d hit the keys that make your spirit swell
And if you sang along
We could write
to heaven in a Porsche 911
Buried in my car, I'm surrounded by a harem
Surrounded by my brethren, my funeral is legend
Buried like a Pharaoh with my jewelry
la love yourself my dear
Do I make myself clear?

Out of tune piano, take me back to the day
When all my demons were small, I didn't know them by
can make a choice by seeing where the wind blows,
You can watch me sleeping and I can watch you dreaming,
You can change the channel and I can change
put the fork in the trap
Same keys you're here playing on the piano
I got them wrapped up in saran wrap
Got a plug, got in Moscow with the act