Violins

From the Album: * To the hilt And the cla*sic ways still on play Violins bitter sweet String quartet – pa*s around the hat You broke my heart – don't you hurt my head… After Violet and me saw the Paganini movie We took a walk around the block to digest The grand finale A street-music man with shades and cane Played the fiddler insane – for a case load of Spare change and the smiles of people pa*sing Between morning paper sins and waves of violins It said they found him dead – his bow had Made him bad friends Cold blooded, warm hearted violin Hooked on high speed energy Cold blooded, warm hearted violin Cats gut pumpin' adrenalin Warm blooded – cold hearted violins See em live tonight in the city… And the cla*sic way – still on play Violins better sweet String quartet – pa*s around the hat You broke my heart – don't you hurt my head I've gotta find a little peace of mind Cause the real thing is a mean thing I guess nobody knew – the Barcelona Zoo Has an albino monkey – that can trigger the mood And provoke – monkey motions So when the shit flies high – Through the Barcelona sky – the crowd stands by A – cheering! I can hear em playin' Kinda light ÂÂ'n neat All the gals ÂÂ're swayin' The guys are in for meat It's all cute ÂÂ'n rosy Till the needle hits a crack Listen to that screech repeatin' Watch the flags go slack Forever