| @KMIDI KARAOKE FILE@LENGL@TMonkberry Moon Delight@TPaul & Linda McCartney@TKar'ed by : ElCid
So I sat in the attic,
a piano at my nose,
and the wind played a dreadful cantata.
Sore was I from the crack
of an enemy' hose
and the horrible sound of tomato.
Catchup! Soup and puree
don't get left behind.
Catchup! Soup and puree
don't get left behind.
When a rattle of rats had awoken
the sinews, the nerves and the veins
my piano is boldly outspoken.
In attemps to repeat his refrain,
so I stood with a knot
in my stomach and I gazed
at that terrible sight
of two youngsters concealed in a barrel
sucking Monkberry Moon Delight.
Monkberry Moon Delight,
Monkberry Moon Delight,
Monkberry Moon Delight,
Monkberry Moon Delight,
Well I know my banana
is older than the rest
and my hair is a tangled beretta.
But I leave my pajamas to
Billy Budapest and I don't
get the gist of your letter.
Catchup! Soup and puree
don't get left behind.
Catchup! |
