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THE BALLAD OF HOBBY AND THE PIANO

Sunday, February 13th, 2011

Lyrics: Jones
Music: Jones

Lyrics:

Hobby was an only child
He couldn’t see or hear or read.
But heard a voice inside his head
Hobby was the deaf kid.

Started playing toy piano
Practiced morning, noon and night
Got a gig and stole the show
Hobby was a virtuoso.

Now he’s playing bop jazz

Smiling Up the Frown.

Wednesday, September 29th, 2010

I’m trying to get back to the day
When my bitch came runnin’
From the dead end way
Holding her close in my arms
Yeah my world was doing fine,
Staying away, breaking away as I try
To sell her lies.

But now I feel you again
And you left me as I climb
Over the pains, over the chains of my mind
Where the...