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National Bank - A Recorder In Red Plastic lyrics
A saxophone with flesh wounds is my true singing voice
Ive got a pizzicato love affair but the snare drum is my first choice
Anyhow its up to me to wander around my mind
I keep a steady pace but I soon lose track of time
I lose track of time
Watch me balance a silver string from the bass note swimming by
It will open a new universe where the earth becomes the sky
Mom wouldnt you just love to see me now?
Im finally working with my hands look Ill show you how
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I almost feel as happy as a boy that happy is
To wake up on my birthday with a present from old Aunt Liz
A recorder in red plastic and a yellow xylophone
And then an angel on a card that proves that they are my own
Watch me balance a silver string from the bass note swimming by
It will open a new universe where the earth becomes the sky
Mom wouldnt you just love to see me now?
Im finally working with my hands look Ill show you how
Mom wouldnt you just love to see me now?
Im finally working with my hands look Ill show you how