Текст песни Masters In China

You've always been bashful
You're just that way
But your eyes are like billboards
They give you away
Your mouth is a trumpet
Somebody else plays
Long after the notes gone
The tone usually stays

And your chest a fine pillow
With lining of feather
Your hair is a family
With strands stick together
Fingers are keys from
The grandest piano
Played by a line
That the Lord only knew

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Floats in red wine saliva
Your teeth ravel porclein
Made by masters in China
Your face can't be captured
By pictures or words
And your voice is a music
That I've never heard

And your skin is a cream
Dipped out beyond measure
Your nose is a pink color
Touched by the weather
Your fingers are keys
From the grandest piano
Played by a soul
That the Lord only knew

Woo~woo~woo~...