Violins Play for Me
When you seek your reward
something you can afford
Be smart, be wise, be true
'cause real things happen to you
I'm here stuck in a trench
and violins play for me
draped and wounded by love
while bullets fly up above
Tell me why is it true
That I'm the fly in the soup
Music is what I desire
Not the wail of gunfire
I won't do this no more
Bite my tongue like before
But I'll remember the time
that violins made me cry
something you can afford
Be smart, be wise, be true
'cause real things happen to you
I'm here stuck in a trench
and violins play for me
draped and wounded by love
while bullets fly up above
Tell me why is it true
That I'm the fly in the soup
Music is what I desire
Not the wail of gunfire
I won't do this no more
Bite my tongue like before
But I'll remember the time
that violins made me cry
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Writer(s): Walter E Jagiello
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