The Music Lovers

Feeling fine, but it must be the wine

'Cause it's April 27th and my baby's still dying on me

We stole a gondola to sea

And ditched the chaperones on jewel-encrusted roans

Who called us unprofessional

Deep down they knew

Oh, that we were the music lovers

People say they just didn't want it enough

Here, the people say they just didn't want it enough

Oh, but we were the music lovers

People say they just didn't want it enough

Hear the people say they just didn't want it enough

The time of your lives has been had

And your wives have been bad

And, look, the private sector's not denied you for the last time

They're saying those grapes go rotten on the vine

Oh, but once we were the music lovers

People say they just didn't want it enough

Here, the people say they just didn't want it enough

Oh, but we were the music lovers

People say they just didn't want it enough

Hear the people say they just didn't want it enough

Sister, the world cannot hold us

Brother

You can go your own way

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