《My Organ Sounds Like...》歌词

[00:00:00] His organ sounds like clouds brushing against the moon on an ice crusted midnight,

[00:00:11] But everything it hurts every thing it hurts everything it hurts everything it hurts,

[00:00:21] His synthesizer sails galactic landscapes, from New York to ancient Rome in an hour

[00:00:31] But everything it hurts every thing it hurts everything it hurts everything it hurts,

[00:00:42] His voice softens the squall of deaths imminence of when he sings oh it rains tropical colors

[00:00:52] But everything it hurts every thing it hurts everything it hurts everything it hurts

[00:01:02] But when I hear that music all the world is holy and it’s good

[00:01:10] hey hey he--y, and no one sings the sanitary blues

[00:01:18] His harps hover like moths in the atmosphere I feel like rushing through tall grasslands.

[00:01:27] But everything it hurts every thing it hurts everything it hurts everything it hurts

[00:01:38] His boom box blares classics never written, the songs singers never had time to make up,

[00:01:48] But everything it hurts every thing it hurts everything it hurts everything it hurts

[00:01:59] But when I hear that music all the animals in my heart roar

[00:02:08] hey hey he-y, and no one sings the sanitary blues.

[00:02:25] Nobody noticed that the waitress was on fire.

[00:02:27] She screamed and threw herself on the ground.

[00:02:30] The customers just kept to themselves,

[00:02:33] reading the morning paper with coffee,

[00:02:36] everyone one one one wa-one one one everyone.

[00:02:40] The portraits on the walls started to sweat and moan

[00:02:45] everyone one one one wa-one one one everyone.

[00:02:49] I was trying to enjoy a cappuccino over the agonizing howl

[00:02:55] so I hid inside a newspaper headline.

[00:03:01] It said “Mission Accomplished” the man in the flight suit twitched and went

[00:03:06] home with a brunette in the crowd.

[00:03:09] His Space Echo seethes undiscovered colors lets repaint this architecture.

[00:03:19] But everything it hurts every thing it hurts everything it hurts everything it hurts

[00:03:29] His violins sound like crickets shrieking at the sun on a summer afternoon.

[00:03:39] But everything it hurts every thing it hurts everything it hurts everything it hurts