ترانه:
Piano Anthem

my knees And roll my stockings down And all that jazz Start the car I know a whoopee spot Where the gin is cold But the piano's hot It's just a noisy

and the moon and the stars and the highway it's perfect everyone's getting all their lines right tonight it's an ongoing affair it's no one cares it's like a piano

Day Long, All I Heard, All I Heard Whiteboy, Whiteboy I Can Hear My People Chantin' Whiteboy, Whiteboy I Think This Could Be My Anthem Whiteboy, Whiteboy

track's all mine the whole three four five six seven eight nine in the pocket, burstin in the air are rockets Creatin lots of Lyte -- get it? How many different ways can I say it? Piano

This round caught the boiling points Severed hands, dismembered body parts I'll face the answer when I corner age thirteen Flowers to remember the dead

's all mine the whole three four five six seven eight nine in the pocket, burstin in the air are rockets Creatin lots of Lyte -- get it? How many different ways can I say it? Piano