Lyrics:
Isn't it romantic?
Music in the night, a dream that can be heard
Isn't it romantic?
Moving shadows write the oldest magic word
I hear the breezes
Isn't it romantic?
Music in the night
A dream that can be heard
Isn't it romantic?
Moving shadows write the oldest magic word
I hear the breezes
Isn't it romantic?
Music in the night
A dream that can be heard
Isn't it romantic?
Moving shadows write the oldest magic word
I hear the breezes
To tear me apart
You don't deserve to be loved by me
You're a man eater, you're a man eater
I'm a hopeless romantic (Huh)
I'm a hopeless romantic (Yeah)
I'm
and cracklin' sticks
We'll lie near by the bricks as we hear the pristine rain
But 'till we build that home we'll lock our bed room door
Make plans and love
to take.
Why should I quake? I'm not awake.
Isn't it romantic?
Music in the night, a dream that can be heard.
Isn't it romantic?
Moving shadows
wonder what music is
Just follow the beat
And don't miss the drop
Music
Is magic
Tragic
Romantic
Music
Is magic
Tragic
Romantic
Music
Is magic
Tragic
bridges Destroyed highways
More dead, more injuries More houses destroyed The day repeats itself And Nora's tree
Still grew up high
Music by Rita Tekeyan
We went to the ICA on a crisp day in March
We were brought together by our shared love of art
There was music coming out of the first room that we
music
Turn on some music, I got my music - just like music
Music is the soul of the man
Music makes a, happy day
Music makes a, cloud flow by baby
a High-Brow! ~ You're a Sin-ger!
Hee hee, I'm a Sin-ger? ~ Ha, ha ha ha!
She's a Lady ~ Ah! He's a Sin-ger! ~ Oh yeah!
Words and Music by
Cy Coben, 1950
of our lives
I’ll be by your side
So just give me a chance
To ask you for a dance
And show you how romantic I am!
I've been thinking about you, about us
alright, we give it room to breathe.
Time crawls by and time's real sly,
but you can keep time with me.
Rock 'n roll music is the true religion.
Never
of nice
To worry bout yourself
Ain't Care bout nobody else
If you keep that up
You gone end up by yourself
Heartless Romantic
You're a heart heart heartless
know this chromatic
So rote I'm in a hole
No throat but still I smoke
Hopeless romantic
With no wits or plans, it's
As though the winds control
The soul
I headed downtown to conjoin with the music
I called up a friend, she said "I'll meet you there"
When she arrived I forgot what I came for
Pushed
to think I've never felt this before
Each time you speak
It's music to my ears
That voice inside
I'm trying not to hear
It says, "don't be fooled by
a High-Brow! ~ You're a Sin-ger!
Hee hee, I'm a Sin-ger? ~ Ha, ha ha ha!
She's a Lady ~ Ah! He's a Sin-ger! ~ Oh yeah!
Words and Music by
Cy Coben, 1950
music
Turn on some music, I got my music - just like music
Music is the soul of the man
Music makes a, happy day
Music makes a, cloud flow by baby
the sport
Coats of the season
And surrounded by his whole Odd Future crew
The ascendant singer opens up to
Amy Wallace about his crazy
Year including the bomb
to take.
Why should I quake? I'm not awake.
Isn't it romantic?
Music in the night, a dream that can be heard.
Isn't it romantic?
Moving shadows
There are soft lights and sweet music playing
I'll be around with the girl by my side
Beneath the soft lights we'll be gently swaying
And when
There are soft lights and sweet music playing
I'll be around with the girl by my side
Beneath the soft lights we'll be gently swaying
And when
where there's smoke there's a fire
There's no denying
We don't need to keep trying
Let's face the music and dance, yeah
Well, it's all
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