Red Aston Martin Vanquish V12 sick Red cranberry juice in my vodka [Chorus] Game so violent, give me a backwood, roll a violet Blow the smoke out and
Four strings across the bridge Ready to carry me over Over the quavers, drunk in the bars Out of the realm of the orchestra Out of the realm of the orchestra
I remember the Night That sight's still inside On old men's streets Ghosts of never beens Voices of the Violin Cried for many Nights Flames of the mind
Well before you know it he is born, He's looking up through painted bars And he hears a hairy stranger say "He'll learn to play the violin." His mother
I'll play second fiddle to your new love while it lasts Just like all the others I played for in the past Why can't I be a leader and play a leading part
Once we were so happy, you were my very own But then you bought that guitar and you ruined our happy home You told me that you're gonna pick, you're gonna
Every time I hear a fiddle and it's cookin' just a little Well it makes me want to jump up and run And if he's sawing with some soul boogie woogie rock
[The Enchanted Violin] Par espaces immobiles,lointain. Ames lumineuses sont transportees Avec rythme cadence A la derniere demeure, par espaces immobiles
Seems I'm always right behind never first in line A winner maybe I'm not meant to be Number one would be just fine but I guess I'm not that kind Second
Step into the spotlight Of this traveling show Went across the room Those big blue eyes look in my soul I was singing fatal love How was I to know That
Now the time has come to face, my untold fears Every waking hour, drained me through the years So that I'm not one with myself my strength, my gift
Lately I I've been heading for a breakdown Every time I leave my house Well, it feels just like a shake down Between street sweepers and the pushers
Violin-lin-lin, violin-lin-lin, violin-lin-lin Violin-lin-lin, violin-lin-lin, violin-lin-lin Hippo, hippo, hippo, hippo, hippo, hippo, hippo Mop, mop
I'll play second fiddle to your new love while it lasts Just like all the others I've played for in the past Why can't I be a leader and play your leading
CHORUS: My baby plays me just like a fiddle She knows I love her a lot not a little I'm just a stick that she likes to whittle I got a heart and she's
Gm-f-dm Gm-f-dm Gm when I was a boy there were fifteen a-people in the world F fifteen a-bound for dm heaven, and gm fifteen a-bound for hell Gm and
Well, I can't recall, one time in my life, I've felt as lonely as I do tonight. I feel like I could lay down, and get up no more, It's the damndest feelin
