Kazoo Boogie Bop (версия 2)

Verse

Gather round the windowsill, watch the morning sun

Your mother's humming a song as she makes some fun

She finds an old harmonica deep down on the shelf

You blow into it softly, feel its secret wealth

You play for the birds outside and they tweet along

They like your silly blues because you sang them strong

Pre-Chorus

Can we make our own music? Like a little band?

Let's keep playing till the whole day lands

Chorus

Kazoo boogie, blow your horn

We'll dance and play until the morning comes back home

Verse

You found an old accordion hidden behind the door

Now it opens up with colors that you've never seen before

Your father's tapping on a pot with a spoon to keep time

He says 'Keep blowing, baby' as your melody gets more prime

The wind outside is carrying every single note

It's like the whole town is singing this sweet, silly route

Pre-Chorus

Can we make our own music? Like a little band?

Let's keep playing till the whole day lands

Chorus

Kazoo boogie, blow your horn

We'll dance and play until the morning comes back home

Bridge

Look up high, look down low

Every single sound is yours to grow

Chorus

Kazoo boogie, blow your horn

We'll dance and play until the morning comes back home