He's your Wonder Child And my dreams come true You've searched all of your life I see him now flying over the universe This child will build a violin
story get's told again and again She was probably born in Hollywood in the era of the King She hitch hiked Highway 61 and got elected Queen She ended
strapin on her violin face Playin the strings with her bow in hand I wonder how she's gonna move her pieces When the king wants to checkmate with the queen
bolt like lightning on her range She feels she's going under and she zeros in the rein She's so strange Well, marie, you know, she's the queen of all
her, I need you to babysit her. Besides; she looks up to you - you're her idol - and tomorrow is her first violin recital, and she would be more than happy if you
you for such a long time under the moon light. I know that you'll come, in spite of you... after all... Don't try to know why, do you envy the destiny
you ever let go? I'll play you like a violin ...stay... You will be queen I will be king I'll chase your scary monsters On the run With me you are
[U-God] Hard days of work You had a hard day at work baby I want you to sit down, relax While I soak you in my mentals Backrub style, watch this, yo,
Hear the violin / so sad and blackened Like a breeze / the songs of drynhwyl Chasing the wind / like my spirit die Dreaming of the queen / the queen
die Hear the Violin / So sad and blackened Like a Breeze / The songs of Drynhwyl Chasing the wind / Like my spirit die Dreaming of the Queen / The queen
grave The band of the night Takes you to ethereal heights over dinner You wander the streets Never reaching the heights that you seek And the sugar that dripped from the violin
you ever let go? I'll play you like a violin ...stay... You will be queen I will be king I'll chase your scary monsters On the run With me you are safe
The good Lord is such a good Lord With such a good mother too They have blessed me In the good graces of you I have heard a hundred violins crying
m grown I'm grown I'm living in this elevator zone alone I'm up so high I'm never coming down and you say you got them hoes but they never coming round
hit 'em with the violins (hit 'em with the 'lins) Go [x6] - bring the beat back! Do you like the violins? (Like the Violins?) Matter fact, drop the beat
die Hear the violin / so sad and blackened Like a breeze / the songs of drynhwyl Chasing the wind / like my spirit die Dreaming of the queen / the queen