[ti:My Organ Sounds Like...]
[ar:Jaguar Love]
[al:Take Me to the Sea]
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[00:-04.00]Jaguar Love - My Organ Sounds Like...
[00:-03.00]LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang
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[00:00.68]His organ sounds like clouds brushing against the moon on an ice crusted midnight,
[00:11.01]But everything it hurts every thing it hurts everything it hurts everything it hurts,
[00:21.80]His synthesizer sails galactic landscapes, from New York to ancient Rome in an hour
[00:31.64]But everything it hurts every thing it hurts everything it hurts everything it hurts,
[00:42.22]His voice softens the squall of deaths imminence of when he sings oh it rains tropical colors
[00:52.16]But everything it hurts every thing it hurts everything it hurts everything it hurts
[01:02.99]But when I hear that music all the world is holy and it’s good
[01:10.38]hey hey he--y, and no one sings the sanitary blues
[01:18.50]His harps hover like moths in the atmosphere I feel like rushing through tall grasslands.
[01:27.55]But everything it hurts every thing it hurts everything it hurts everything it hurts
[01:38.71]His boom box blares classics never written, the songs singers never had time to make up,
[01:48.61]But everything it hurts every thing it hurts everything it hurts everything it hurts
[01:59.61]But when I hear that music all the animals in my heart roar
[02:08.69]hey hey he-y, and no one sings the sanitary blues.
[02:20.62]
[02:25.15]Nobody noticed that the waitress was on fire.
[02:27.73]She screamed and threw herself on the ground.
[02:30.43]The customers just kept to themselves,
[02:33.34]reading the morning paper with coffee,
[02:36.00]everyone one one one wa-one one one everyone.
[02:40.60]The portraits on the walls started to sweat and moan
[02:45.58]everyone one one one wa-one one one everyone.
[02:49.33]I was trying to enjoy a cappuccino over the agonizing howl
[02:55.84]so I hid inside a newspaper headline.
[03:01.00]It said “Mission Accomplished” the man in the flight suit twitched and went
[03:06.18]home with a brunette in the crowd.
[03:09.27]His Space Echo seethes undiscovered colors lets repaint this architecture.
[03:19.52]But everything it hurts every thing it hurts everything it hurts everything it hurts
[03:29.59]His violins sound like crickets shrieking at the sun on a summer afternoon.
[03:39.71]But everything it hurts every thing it hurts everything it hurts everything it hurts
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