...force-fed attention grabber... when will you learn. First come first serve. The all you can eat trumpet...playing the tunes of our death. Breathe......
We gonna take care of business too Listen to ze drummer, lay down his beat Listen to ze bass man, play zat same groovy beat Attend the guitars is that soulsome tune
s hot Get out like you own the spot, home or not It's that no mood to play, move out the my way Yo, I been whistlin' this tune from throughout the day
eyes Better not compromise, it won't be easy 666 is no longer alone He's getting out the marrow in your back bone And the seven trumpets blowing sweet
me He respects me He loves me more than you ever did My new boyfriend isn't just some kid My new boyfriend, ooh, my new boyfriend He call in the trumpets
isn't really a smile at all So I smoke a little too much and I drink a little too much And the tunes I request, aren't always the best But the ones where the trumpets
buy myself a trumpet And then I'm learning how to blow When Ive got it Ill blast down your walls of Jericho I'm gonna buy myself a trumpet And then I
easy. 666 is no longer alone, He's getting out the marrow in your back bone, And the seven trumpets blowing sweet rock and
pet names When you listen to the trumpet of Harry James We love to hear that tenor croon Whenever the Ink Spots sing a tune If I didn?t know why the
I can see a new expression on my face I can feel a strange sensation taking place I can hear the guitars playing lovely tunes Every time that you walk
your skin's dull glistening. when your skyscraper's husk peel off like coconut crust (we drink deep from the barbiturate brew) when your rape trumpet's tune
three bonie perches play Great Argyle he goes before, He maks his cannons and guns to roar, Wi' sound o trumpet, pipe and drum The Campbells are comin
boat rocks at the Pier o' Leith, Fu' loud the wind blaws frae the Ferry, The ship rides by the Berwick-law, And I maun leave my bony Mary. The trumpets
swayed All them boys began to play in real harmony I never will forget that tune they call Handy's Memphis Blues, oh yes, those blues They've got a trumpet
and travels to the big city where he meets a jazz band. at first tubby doesn't know how to fit in, but the band shows him tha Tune he learned from the
spits your eclipse, engulfed darkness The dragon is bound in a bottom less pit Now fear the doom of death, from the tune of ruffiah's trumpet The return
in your life you'll know It's true that all the ones you love will someday have to go And everytime you say goodbye you'll hear the trumpets blow A serenade
Fell the dark night And no starlight to light the room And no, no, no, no, no, no No, no half moon Fell an old tune Under trumpets by 'A Blue Lagoon'