
Bach, Beethoven, Mozart and Me Phil Ochs
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[Verse 1]
Every morning at the dawn dust is in the air
Karen rises early, runs brushes through her hair
Then she buys the paper, I lay on my back
Then she feeds the monkey, then she feeds the cat
[Chorus]
I'll talk, I'll talk, they live by the sea
Surrounded by a cemetery
If you get tired, come up for some tea
With Bach, Beethoven, Mozart and me
[Verse 2]
Frances is the next to rise, powders up her nose
She's working for the tailor, makes the western clothes
Andy drives a sports car to the Warner Brothers ghost
He used to live in England, now he loves the coast
[Chorus]
I'll talk, I'll talk, they live by the sea
Surrounded by a cemetery
If you get tired, come up for some tea
With Bach, Beethoven, Mozart and me
Bach, Beethoven, Mozart and me
[Verse 3]
Sometimes a friend comes by, sings the latest song
But David fights with Susan, nobody gets along
Every other Sunday it's time to make a call
Judy has a barbecue, play the volleyball
Every morning at the dawn dust is in the air
Karen rises early, runs brushes through her hair
Then she buys the paper, I lay on my back
Then she feeds the monkey, then she feeds the cat
[Chorus]
I'll talk, I'll talk, they live by the sea
Surrounded by a cemetery
If you get tired, come up for some tea
With Bach, Beethoven, Mozart and me
[Verse 2]
Frances is the next to rise, powders up her nose
She's working for the tailor, makes the western clothes
Andy drives a sports car to the Warner Brothers ghost
He used to live in England, now he loves the coast
[Chorus]
I'll talk, I'll talk, they live by the sea
Surrounded by a cemetery
If you get tired, come up for some tea
With Bach, Beethoven, Mozart and me
Bach, Beethoven, Mozart and me
[Verse 3]
Sometimes a friend comes by, sings the latest song
But David fights with Susan, nobody gets along
Every other Sunday it's time to make a call
Judy has a barbecue, play the volleyball
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