Lyrics:
In '69, the summer shined,
Fields of freedom, music intertwined,
Hippie hearts, a canvas vast,
Woodstock dreams, forever last.
Peace and love,
and listening to a string quartet, yes
Placing the gem-stones slightly offset
Playing the beat in a loop, heads nodding, till we get the sore neck
Campfire by
And the classic way is still on play
Violins bitter sweet
String quartet, pass around the hat
You broke my heart, don't you hurt my head
After
ought to go to bed, and call it a day.
I've got my poet's license
So, I'm sending you this poesy;
But, don't expect no string quartet,
Or anything so
Seaside Hotel
唱：Modern Children / Romer String Quartet
曲：Modern Children
詞：曾皿堅
編：Modern Children / Romer String Quartet
Fall into the sea
Forest (feat. Gold Mountain & Romer String Quartet)
Performer：Virgin Vacation
Composer ：Virgin Vacation
Lyricist ：Gold Mountain
Arranger ：Virgin
Sadness isn't like they show you
Her song's not played by a string quartet
Sadness isn't like they tell you
She isn't easy to forget
Sometimes
There's a symphony in my head
Strings make up a quartet
Thoughts are hard to digest
Candy coated cereal for breakfast
Don't reply to no texts
Lately
progression
I'll be your obsession
One high heel from glory
He said
"I'm having a little thing
The penthouse, Friday evening
A string quartet, sunset and wine"
on bet
Mr. music man needs a string quartet
On the planet where the alphabet starts with z
Energy and confidence
Buzz high in your consciousness
I've arranged for your
Phobias to be performed by a string quartet
You shoot me one of those glances
I need to interpret
I've been feeling
Well
a moth
To the flame
She can believe
Death by misadventure
Is how she came
And
How she'll leave
(String quartet)
Dance
Like a firefly
The cavalier rakes
and
One of our larger rivers runs by
But it hasn't got the opera in The Met
It hasn't got a famous string quartet
That's why New York's my home
No,
today.
We've string beans, and onions
Cabbageses, and scallions,
And all sorts of fruit and say
We have an old fashioned to-mah-to
A Long Island
today.
We've string beans, and onions
Cabbageses, and scallions,
And all sorts of fruit and say
We have an old fashioned to-mah-to
A Long Island
(yeah) (uh, uh)
Ay, yeah, yeah, and the string quartets (yeah)
Ray Chew and the Crunks
Uh, uh (one, two, one, two), you know
You gotta love it
(yeah) (uh, uh)
Ay, yeah, yeah, and the string quartets (yeah)
Ray Chew and the Crunks
Uh, uh (one, two, one, two), you know
You gotta love it
today.
We've string beans, and onions
Cabbageses, and scallions,
And all sorts of fruit and say
We have an old fashioned to-mah-to
A Long Island
each detail of your intricate design
In your hair there is a symphony
Your lips, a string quartet
They tell stories of a Neon Valley Street
Where we
Opera, string quartet
Curtain's up, but the whole room darkened up
I know winter was callin' you
Me baby, my baby
He Chris with the Kringle in rooms
and Bizet
And the songs of yesterday
String quartets and Polynesian carols
But the music that excels
Is the sound of oil wells
As they slurp, slurp,
Woodstock used to be
EDGY
So much one day when there is nothing left to loose
And so called true bands are uncreatives
Slob
The gods at MTV pull their
colors
as just part of some bigger color scheme
if it wasn't for that drippy string quartet of sadness
underscoring each smiling scene
desire drags me
No butterflies no butterfingers
No ah me that lingers
On and on when you are gone
No last dance from the lake swan
No string quartet playing in
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