(words by john oates

Music by john oates, george bizet)



To play to get rich

And die baroque is wrong

If you write a song for god

Will he sing along

While rows of robot symphonies read on

Is that the way you wanted it played

Manuscripted memories

Sound with no electricity

Concentration line on the face of serious music

Manuscripted memories

Sound but no electricity

Concentration lines on the face of serious music

You brought a bit of jazz to the concert hall

But you won't hear violins at the darkies' ball

Your rhapsody in blue will outlive us all

I wish i was there the night you played it

Manuscripted memories

Sound with no electricity

Concentration line on the face of serious music

Manuscripted memories

Sound but no electricity

Concentration lines on the face of serious music


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