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...