Violins Lyrics
| Song | Violins |
| Artist | Golden Earring |
| Album | To the Hilt |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| And the classic ways still on play, violins bitter sweet | |
| String quartet, pass around the hat | |
| You broke my heart, don’t you hurt my head | |
| After Violet and me saw the | |
| Paganini movie | |
| We took a walk around the block to digest | |
| The grand finale | |
| A street-music man with shades and cane | |
| Played the fiddler insane, for a case load of spare change | |
| And the smiles of people passing | |
| Between morning paper sins and waves of violins | |
| It said they found him dead, his bow had | |
| Made him bad friends | |
| Cold blooded, warm hearted violin | |
| Hooked on high speed energy | |
| Cold blooded, warm hearted violin | |
| Cats gut pumpin’ adrenalin | |
| Warm blooded, cold hearted violins | |
| See 'em live tonight in the city | |
| And the classic way, still on play, violins better sweet | |
| String quartet, pass around the hat | |
| You broke my heart, don’t you hurt my head | |
| I’ve gotta find a little peace of mind' | |
| Cause the real thing is a mean thing, sing it again' | |
| Cause the real thing is a mean thing | |
| I guess nobody knew, the | |
| Barcelona | |
| ZooHas an | |
| Albino monkey, that can trigger the mood | |
| And provoke, monkey motions | |
| So when the shit flies high | |
| Through the | |
| Barcelona sky | |
| The crowd stands by a cheering | |
| Cold blooded, warm hearted violin | |
| Hooked on high speed energy | |
| Cold blooded, warm hearted violin | |
| Cats gut pumpin’ adrenalin | |
| Warm blooded, cold hearted violins | |
| See 'em live tonight in the city | |
| I can hear 'em playin’ kinda light an' neat | |
| All the gals are swayin’, the guys are in for meat | |
| It’s all cute an' rosy till the needle hits a crack | |
| Listen to that screech repeatin’, watch the flags go slack | |
| Listen to that screech repeatin’, watch the flags go slack | |
| Forever, forever | |
| Forever, forever |
| And the classic ways still on play, violins bitter sweet | |
| String quartet, pass around the hat | |
| You broke my heart, don' t you hurt my head | |
| After Violet and me saw the | |
| Paganini movie | |
| We took a walk around the block to digest | |
| The grand finale | |
| A streetmusic man with shades and cane | |
| Played the fiddler insane, for a case load of spare change | |
| And the smiles of people passing | |
| Between morning paper sins and waves of violins | |
| It said they found him dead, his bow had | |
| Made him bad friends | |
| Cold blooded, warm hearted violin | |
| Hooked on high speed energy | |
| Cold blooded, warm hearted violin | |
| Cats gut pumpin' adrenalin | |
| Warm blooded, cold hearted violins | |
| See ' em live tonight in the city | |
| And the classic way, still on play, violins better sweet | |
| String quartet, pass around the hat | |
| You broke my heart, don' t you hurt my head | |
| I' ve gotta find a little peace of mind' | |
| Cause the real thing is a mean thing, sing it again' | |
| Cause the real thing is a mean thing | |
| I guess nobody knew, the | |
| Barcelona | |
| ZooHas an | |
| Albino monkey, that can trigger the mood | |
| And provoke, monkey motions | |
| So when the shit flies high | |
| Through the | |
| Barcelona sky | |
| The crowd stands by a cheering | |
| Cold blooded, warm hearted violin | |
| Hooked on high speed energy | |
| Cold blooded, warm hearted violin | |
| Cats gut pumpin' adrenalin | |
| Warm blooded, cold hearted violins | |
| See ' em live tonight in the city | |
| I can hear ' em playin' kinda light an' neat | |
| All the gals are swayin', the guys are in for meat | |
| It' s all cute an' rosy till the needle hits a crack | |
| Listen to that screech repeatin', watch the flags go slack | |
| Listen to that screech repeatin', watch the flags go slack | |
| Forever, forever | |
| Forever, forever |
| And the classic ways still on play, violins bitter sweet | |
| String quartet, pass around the hat | |
| You broke my heart, don' t you hurt my head | |
| After Violet and me saw the | |
| Paganini movie | |
| We took a walk around the block to digest | |
| The grand finale | |
| A streetmusic man with shades and cane | |
| Played the fiddler insane, for a case load of spare change | |
| And the smiles of people passing | |
| Between morning paper sins and waves of violins | |
| It said they found him dead, his bow had | |
| Made him bad friends | |
| Cold blooded, warm hearted violin | |
| Hooked on high speed energy | |
| Cold blooded, warm hearted violin | |
| Cats gut pumpin' adrenalin | |
| Warm blooded, cold hearted violins | |
| See ' em live tonight in the city | |
| And the classic way, still on play, violins better sweet | |
| String quartet, pass around the hat | |
| You broke my heart, don' t you hurt my head | |
| I' ve gotta find a little peace of mind' | |
| Cause the real thing is a mean thing, sing it again' | |
| Cause the real thing is a mean thing | |
| I guess nobody knew, the | |
| Barcelona | |
| ZooHas an | |
| Albino monkey, that can trigger the mood | |
| And provoke, monkey motions | |
| So when the shit flies high | |
| Through the | |
| Barcelona sky | |
| The crowd stands by a cheering | |
| Cold blooded, warm hearted violin | |
| Hooked on high speed energy | |
| Cold blooded, warm hearted violin | |
| Cats gut pumpin' adrenalin | |
| Warm blooded, cold hearted violins | |
| See ' em live tonight in the city | |
| I can hear ' em playin' kinda light an' neat | |
| All the gals are swayin', the guys are in for meat | |
| It' s all cute an' rosy till the needle hits a crack | |
| Listen to that screech repeatin', watch the flags go slack | |
| Listen to that screech repeatin', watch the flags go slack | |
| Forever, forever | |
| Forever, forever |
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