Mr. Violin and Dancing Bear - Page France

Mr violin I loved you

From a tree top

In a fish gnaw

I was high on my own big thoughts

What if the sun drops

What if my hearts stops

Mr violin you almost hit a bum note

With your band boat

I was high on the whole big show

What if my soul sinks

What if my heart floats

For the sun did swing

Like a tangerine

Til we couldn’t grab on to the burning ring

Mr dancing bear I loved you

In a flower patch where the birds hatch

I was crooked to the green grass

What if the day ends whenever my hearts black

Mr dancing bear they almost called you magic

Out of habit

I was sore from all the laughing

I loved you in habit and banked on your magic

For the sun did swing like the tangerine

Til we couldn’t grab on to the burning ring

Every crooked tooth

Kept our lips from trueth

I had almost survived and so did you

But the rings in between the ol' family tree

Are crooked for you as they’re crooked for me

You get what you get when you bite from the tree

A crookeder you and a crookeder me

The rings in between the ol' family tree

Are crooked for you as they’re crooked for me

You get what you get when you bite from the tree

A crookeder you and a crookeder me

They want a crookeder you and a crookeder me

They want a crookeder you and a crookeder me

They want a crookeder you and a crookeder me

They want a crookeder you and a crookeder me