Mr. Tuba

Mr Tuba your sound it's beautiful and round but you don't listen
The rest of the band are tired of only playing your tunes
You should stop being rude
and just be happy with what you've been given
A nice big bell, an inspired section and a chair to sit on

Small prickles turn into rosebushes
We can change anything we feel
How can we love a guy who pushes?
We won't deny or can't conceal

We're not going to grow
We're not going to grow
We're not going to grow to love your presence

We're not going to grow
We're not going to grow
We're not going to grow to love your presence

We're not going to grow
We're not going to grow
We're not going to grow to love your presence

We're not going to grow
We're not going to grow
We're not going to grow to love your presence

Mr Tuba your sound it's beautiful and round but you don't listen
The rest of the band is tired of only playing your tunes
You should stop being rude
and just be happy with what you've been given
A nice big bell, an inspiring session and a chair to sit on

Small prickles turn into rosebushes
We can change anything we feel
We cannot love a guy who pushes
We won't deny or can't conceal

We're not going to grow
We're not going to grow
We're not going to grow to love your presence

We're not going to grow
We're not going to grow
We're not going to grow to love your presence
We're not going to grow
We're not going to grow
We're not going to grow to love your presence
We're not going to grow
We're not going to grow
We're not going to grow to cherish your presence
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Credits
Writer(s): Timothy John Steward, Kellie Jacqualine Lloyd, Dean Laurie Shwereb
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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