Out of the doorway, into the morning

Wish I was a bird that was migratory

Spoken half in jest, catch the bird that's in my nest

Out of the doorway, into the morning

All of them seem to be selling something

Illegal substances, or an hour with no kisses

Though I am tempted, they are pre-empted

You and your rosary are exempted

From criminality, still there is a duality

You'll never know it, I'll never show it

Only I hear it, only I know that

What's apropos for me, may for thee be blasphemy



And the hills are alive with the sound of music



CHORUS

When I kiss you, when I kiss you

I hear Charlie Parker playing

Will I miss you, will I miss you

When the playing ends one night

When I kiss you, when I kiss you

I hear Charlie Parker playing

Will I miss you, will I miss you

When I finally see the light



Where are they going, what are they doing

Who are they chasing, who are they suing

It all ends up OK in this Tennessee Williams play

What are they facing, who are they casing

When you're attacked, tell me, who are you macing

For me it's all just fine, 'cause she's a Frank Lloyd Wright design

The finest of material

A little asymmetrical

But that's the way it goes, my love for her just grows and grows

It's bigger than Fuji, bigger than Fuji

Sometimes she's a little screwy

But all that is offset when we dispense with etiquette



And the hills are alive with the sound of music



CHORUS



Out of the doorway, into the morning

Wish I was a bird that was predatory

Spoken half in jest, catch the bird that's in my nest

There's rebel advances, labor disputes

Somebody's shot and somebody shoots

And hits the bullseye -bam- captured on a portacam



And the hills are alive with the sound of music



CHORUS

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