Masters In China

歌詞

You've always been bashful You're just that way But you're eyes are like billboards They give you away Your mouth is a trumpet Somebody else plays Long after the notes gone The tone usually stays And you're chest a fine pillow With lining a feather Your hair is a felt Your strands stick together Your fingers are keys from the grandest piano Played by a mind that the Lord only knows <♪> The tongue of an angel Floats in red wine saliva Your teeth rival porcelain Made my masters in china Your face can't be captured By pictures or words And your voice is a music That I've never heard And your skin is a cream Out beyond measure Your nose is a peak Never touched by the weather Your fingers are keys from the grandest piano Played by a soul that the Lord only knows