Music and arranged
By:Bong Guiadzali (13ON6)
Enjoy singing!
Sometimes late when things are real
And the people share the gift
of gab between themselves
Some are quick to take the bait
And catch the perfect prize
that waits among the shelves
But Oz never did give
nothing to the Tin man
That he didn't, didn't already have
And 'cause never was the
reason for the evenin'
Or the tropic of Sir Galahad
So please, believe in me
When I say I'm spinning
round, round, round, round
Smoke glass stain'd bright colors
Image going down, down, down, down
Soap sud green like bubbles
Oz never did give nothing to the Tin man
That he didn't, didn't already have
And 'cause never was the
reason for the evenin'
Or the tropic of Sir Galahad
So please, believe in me
When I say I'm spinning
round, round, round, round
Smoke glass stain'd bright colors
Image going down, down, down, down
Soapsud green like bubbles
No, Oz never did give
nothing to the Tin man
That he didn't, didn't already have
And 'cause never was the
reason for the evenin'
Or the tropic of Sir Galahad
So please, believe in me
ohhh...ohhh...ohhh...
Thank you for singing!
'Till the ne t songs...