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Albums:

Pipe Organ Favorites/Fantasy in Pipe Organ and Percussion (George Montalba) · Pipe Dreams (Mark Salling) · Pipe Organ Recital Plus One (Ruby Braff) · Pan Pipe Moods (Roberto Danova) · All Star Orchestra Plus Pipe Organ Play Hits from the Golden Age of the Dance Bands (All-Star Orchestra) · The Verve Pipe (The Verve Pipe) · Pipe Dream (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Playlist: The Very Best of the Verve Pipe (The Verve Pipe) · Pipe Dreams (Potluck) · Claudine/Pipe Dreams (Gladys Knight) – and 18 other albums »


But I'm piped up
See that boy right there, he piped up
See that girl right there, she piped up

Pipe it up, pipe it up, pipe it up, pipe it up
Pipe
But I'm piped up
See that boy right there, he piped up
See that girl right there, she piped up

Pipe it up, pipe it up, pipe it up, pipe it up
Pipe
the pipe up
This is a Krak Down
I called up every pimp I know I fucked my life up
This is a Krak Down

I call for toxic overthrow
Fall out
internal nebula (crystalline)
Rocks growing slow mo (crystalline)
I conquer claustrophobia (crystalline)
And demand the lights

Octagon, polygon
Pipes up
fade
And that you would never be untrue!
What happened to that cottage
Of which we always spoke?
Was it just a pipe dream 
That went up in smoke?
I
says
"There oughta be a law against me going down on the street"

Little Janie pipes up and she says
"We're gonna have a real cool time tonight"
at CBGB's and the Pyramid Club, we have

An illegal wood burning stove; it's exhaust pipe crawls up to a
Skylight, all of our electrical appliances are
"please don't start a fight."
Found a church key in his pocket, he opened up his pipe

He blew some silver circles,
Wound his fingers in his beard
"please don't start a fight."
Found a church key in his pocket, he opened up his pipe

He blew some silver circles,
Wound his fingers in his beard
fantasy girl is a go-go dancer (dancer)
She got me day dreamin’
(Left and right, watch her goin’ up and down that pipe)
Yes, I’m day dreamin’
(Left
fantasy girl is a go-go dancer (dancer)
She got me day dreamin’
(Left and right, watch her goin’ up and down that pipe)
Yes, I’m day dreamin’
(Left
fantasy girl is a go-go dancer (dancer)
She got me day dreamin’
(Left and right, watch her goin’ up and down that pipe)
Yes, I’m day dreamin’
(Left
A giant pipe organ up in the air
You can't live in a home which should not have been built
By the bourgeois clerks who bear no guilt
When the wind hits
ringin' up like Christmas bells
And rappin' up like pipes... and drums...

Won't you stay 
We'll put on the day 
And we'll wear it 'til the night comes
The time is ripe
To send him shooting up the pipe
But don't dear children be alarmed
Augustus Gloop will not be harmed
Augustus Gloop will not be harmed
the dopeman
Got a 20 in the palm of his hand
All he thinks about is the flame of the base pipe
Sucking up his life
Lookin in the mirror tryin to figure out
I never saw before

And as I went home on Wednesday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a pipe up on the chair where my old pipe should be
And I
a pipe up on the chair where my old pipe should be
So I called his wife and I said to her: “Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that pipe up on the chair
she ride the best
Talking midnight black, nappy hair with peas in the back
Scratch my pipe up every time I hit that (oow)
She don't look Hawaiian,
stopped up all summer
Ba ba-ba-ba, ba ba-ba-ba, baby
Better call the plumber
He'll know what to do

Pipes been blowing up
Pipes been breaking down
Dawn the hatch to burn and melt
Bloated purple busted belt
Flung to pieces shrunken down
Up the pipe boiler bound
like Christmas bells

And rapping up like pipes and drums
Oh, won't you stay, we'll put on a day and we'll wear it till the night comes
Woke up big
up like Christmas bells and rapping up like pipes and drums

Oh, won't you stay
We'll put on the day
And we'll wear it 'till the night comes

Woke up
I hurl again
Then I'll pour some more and start twirlin' then
And might go and get my pipes up by your girl and them
If you a thug, stop girlin'
up like Christmas bells, and rapping up like pipes and drums

Oh, won't you stay
We'll put on the day
And we'll wear it 'till the night comes