Darla Farmer
Dirty Keys
The beasts begin to roarWhen the audienceFirsts walks in through the doorNothing to be seenExcept the leader standingAnd he's standing in the middle of the ringHe raises his handsYou can hearThe cry of the drunken circus bandThen the silence simply floatsBut it's brokenBy the bands first filthy noteThe elephants trumpet wailsBut the tone is stubborn and staleThe bashful lion dropsHis cymbals to the floorWhile the triangle is playedBy some curious bearded whoreThen the king of the thievesHe smashed his handsOn the dirty piano keysCan you?You can hear him screamAnd his melody is calling for meLetras de cancionesThen the instruments fall downFollowed by the cackle Of a drunken choir clownThe conductor drops his microphoneIn horror he gaspsAs the audience starts to go homeBut the exits are blockedAnd the crowd can't helpBut looked shockedA dirty drunk band creeps upon themThey look sorryBecause they know it's the endThe tiger is grinding his teethAnd the elephantsWere stomping their feetA murmur in the bandStarts to grow and growAnd it's ended by the screechOf a solitary, lonely crowThen the crow took flightAnd the crowd just closed their eyesBut when they were openedThe band was goneAnd nothing was leftExcept this dirty drunken song
From Letras Mania