Literature
World Fusion
In a very old city,
Made of dusk and dust,
Lived a man, kind and bitty,
That played a violin with disgust:
Iii, Iii, Iii, Iii
"Everyone plays a violin
And I am so upset
I am so very tired!
Something new must I set!"
Brrr Ooom Brrr Ooom
He found a plane
He got a ride
And so the bitty man said
"New music I'm goin' to find!"
Brrr Ooom Brrr Ooom
He got to a new land,
Made of sun and gold
And there within the sand
He heard a different sound
"Boom Da Boom Da Boom"
"Who is there, making that noise?
Sounds like elephants passing by!
Please come with me, please enjoy
As we travel, as we fly!"
Iii Boom Da Boom Iii
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