I'm frozen like a photo, a sepia-colored picture, voices in the hall, line the flower on the wall. Me n Isabella, playin' the piano, melodies we pen,
the way she looked The way she'd act and the colour of her hair Her voice was soft and cool Her eyes were clear and bright But she's not there ------ electric piano
the piano and the luggage Own the reason that we all are faking it Scene two got an itchy feeling pets are trapped in Give the voice a document to photograph
Water Blues 3:05 Trk 18 (Robert Brown) Washboard Sam Washboard Sam - vocal & washbrd. J.T. Brown - tenor sax, W. Broonzy - gtr Roosevelt Sykes - piano
smoke in the air) Take it or leave it, it comes all for free (You'll slowly slip away) Just another love song ain't no big thing (All senses prevail)
all That Jazz [Announcer] Make that two) [Velma Kelly] And all that jazz And all that jazz Slick your hair And wear your buckle shoes And all that Jazz
, with five smooth stones and a sling. Throughout our history there are those ghosts Compelled to illustrate our dreams and hopes Victors hang in pictures, losers from ropes. Regardless they all
food fight Howdy Danger, much obliged for the beat god Even though you still eat lard by the Meatwad Mesquite charred, speakin' of which or who Voice all
t know how to reach you I hear your voice in the wind I feel you under my skin Within my heart and my soul I wait for you Adagio All of these nights without you All
agreed that everything will turn out fine. Gerry Rafferty & Joe Egan: Their songs, voices, guitars, pianos, mandolins and kazoos - and featuring their organs Peter Robinson: Piano, Electric Piano
it all to yourself. After all you've been through tell me what will you do When you find yourself back on the shelf? Gerry Rafferty & Joe Egan: Their songs, voices, guitars, pianos
sitting on a fence When you know it all makes sense. Gerry Rafferty & Joe Egan: Their songs, voices, guitars, pianos, mandolins and kazoos - and featuring their organs Peter Robinson: Piano, Electric Piano
Written by: Harry Nilsson Vocals: Harry Nilsson Piano: Nicky Hopkins Bouzoukia: Cris Spedding Performed with the Pop Arts String Quartet, arranged
-- ring a bell -- what I say? Somebody's got to pay for the piano Somebody's got to make sure we honor everyone I know if we can forfeit all our
Twilight, Candlelit walls A Strong Crescendo Highlight the lonely calls From my piano Melody, come to me Sing your silent voice Remedy my envy Bring
big white farmhouse And forty acres in my head You got a kitchen, It's an oak floor kitchen And a big brass feather bed And there in the parlor, An old upright piano
Thrilling the hearts of all The world could have been beneath his feet Searching the call, the voice of the sea Old chandelier tells a story Old piano
When it happened he walked through all the estates, from Manchester right to, er, Newcastle. In Darlington, helped an old man on his own chase some kids