The Secret of Music - text

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I am out of tune
Violin, the state I'm in
I've lived through many Junes
I am out of tune
The center hole is overgrown
I'm listening face down
Birds sound around
Like a sudden spell or bell
Or orchestrated swells
I am out of tune
Play the flute
For love or loot
That's really up to you
How it clings
Like pinging strings of mandolins
That pluck to your good luck
No trombone
Or glockenspiel could ever feel
The way I feel tonight

Bum, bum, bum, the drum
Cymbals symbolize your mind
I think that you should try
Classical guitar
Love anew, oh yes, you are
Pan pipes save a life
No angelic flute
Can F hold
A harping soul?
Each song ends with a gong

Fat bassoon
Clear as the moon
But nothing now can take away my gloom
Triangle
Fiddle Stradivarius
I'd like to cause a fess

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Boo, boo

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