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TRA LA LA
WORDS & MUSIC: Earl P. Reinhalter
I. I will not speak
unless I'm spoken to.
tra la la, tra la la la.
when the wind is weak,
I am standing still.
tra la la, tra la la la.
in dark of night,
you won't see me around.
II. I will not sing
until I have a song.
tra la la, tra la la la.
I will not bring
what does not belong.
tra la la, tra la la la.
there's enough
pollution in this world.
BRIDGE: too many words
like fugitive birds
have spoken themselves
with no source.
they smile at the scarecrows
and pile up in silos
like Weimar money
between the wars.
III. I will not rise
until specifically called.
tra la la, tra la la la.
I won't disguise
my lead as gold.
tra la la, tra la la la.
but I want that prize
one day before I'm old.
ENDING: tra la la, tra la la la.
tra la la, tra la la la.
tra la la, tra la la la.
tra la la, tra la la la.
© Copyright 1993 Earl P. Reinhalter. All Rights Reserved.
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