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Shall we agree that just this once I'm gonna change my life | Shall we agree that just this once | ||
I'm gonna change my life | |||
Until it's just as tiny or important as you like | Until it's just as tiny or important as you like? | ||
And in time we won't even recall that we spoke | And in time we won't even recall that we spoke | ||
Words that turned out to be as big as smoke | Words that turned out to be as big as smoke | ||
As smoke that disappears in the air | As smoke that disappears in the air | ||
There's always something that's smoldering somewhere | There's always something that's smoldering somewhere | ||
I know it don't make a difference to you | I know it don't make a difference to you | ||
But oh! It sure made a difference to me | |||
But oh | |||
You'll see me off in the distance, I hope | You'll see me off in the distance, I hope | ||
At the other end | |||
At the other end | At the other end of the telescope. | ||
The promise of indulgence in my confidential voice | The promise of indulgence in my confidential voice | ||
Approached immortal danger but you'll never know how close | Approached immortal danger but you'll never know how close | ||
Then down the hall I overheard such a heavenly choir | |||
Then down the hall | |||
They interrupted my evil designs | They interrupted my evil designs | ||
One day you are up in the clouds | |||
One day you | |||
The next thing you're down with the Sweet Adelines | The next thing you're down with the Sweet Adelines | ||
(Chorus) | |||
Lie down baby now don't say a word | |||
There there baby your vision is blurred | |||
Lie down baby | |||
There | |||
Your head is so sore from all of that thinking | Your head is so sore from all of that thinking | ||
I don't want to hurt you now | |||
I don't want to hurt you now | But I think you're shrinking | ||
You're half-naked ambition and you're half out of your wits | You're half-naked ambition and you're half out of your wits | ||
Or several tiny fractions that this portrait still omits | Or several tiny fractions that this portrait still omits | ||
And it's so hard to pick the receiver up when I call | And it's so hard to pick the receiver up when I call | ||
I never noticed you could be so small | I never noticed you could be so small | ||
The answer was under your nose but the question never arose | |||
The answer was under your nose | |||
I know it don't make a difference to you | I know it don't make a difference to you | ||
But oh! It sure made a difference to me | |||
But oh | 'Cause late in the evening as I sit here moping | ||
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With a bamboo needle on a shellac of Chopin | With a bamboo needle on a shellac of Chopin | ||
And the cast-iron heart that you failed to tear open | And the cast-iron heart that you failed to tear open | ||
At the other end | |||
At the other end | At the other end of the telescope |
Revision as of 12:50, 10 May 2009
Shall we agree that just this once I'm gonna change my life Until it's just as tiny or important as you like?
And in time we won't even recall that we spoke Words that turned out to be as big as smoke As smoke that disappears in the air There's always something that's smoldering somewhere
I know it don't make a difference to you But oh! It sure made a difference to me You'll see me off in the distance, I hope At the other end At the other end of the telescope.
The promise of indulgence in my confidential voice Approached immortal danger but you'll never know how close Then down the hall I overheard such a heavenly choir They interrupted my evil designs One day you are up in the clouds The next thing you're down with the Sweet Adelines
(Chorus)
Lie down baby now don't say a word There there baby your vision is blurred Your head is so sore from all of that thinking I don't want to hurt you now But I think you're shrinking
You're half-naked ambition and you're half out of your wits Or several tiny fractions that this portrait still omits And it's so hard to pick the receiver up when I call I never noticed you could be so small The answer was under your nose but the question never arose
I know it don't make a difference to you But oh! It sure made a difference to me 'Cause late in the evening as I sit here moping With a bamboo needle on a shellac of Chopin And the cast-iron heart that you failed to tear open At the other end At the other end of the telescope