Mr. Lear
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โฑ๏ธ 3:00 duration
๐ ID: 1525791
๐ Lyrics
How pleasant to know Mr. Lear
How pleasant to know at the end of the day he's near
With a portfolio that daily features diverse creatures
You open the book and it's true
The world is a lot more mysterious than we knew
Round every corner unusual things are prone to wander
When I was a young man I was oft-times at the zoo
To trace the visages and forms of parrots and cockatoos
It's over the hill now he goes
Pausing a while with the Pobble who has no toes
For your perusal, Victorian days are so unsual
Oh my aged Uncle Arly, sitting on a heap of barley
On his nosehis faithful cricket
In his hat a railway ticket
But his shoes were far too tight
How pleasant to know Mr. Lear
In Egypt, the first day of spring
You're painting a watercolor, hoping the light will bring
Guided by pens and inks, the pyramids and palms and sphinx
When I was an old man, I had a cat named Foss
Now he's gone I wander on
With this unbearable sense of loss
How pleasant to know Mr. Lear
How pleasant to know at the end of the day he's near
And if you should find him
His world is dancing close behind him
How pleasant to know at the end of the day he's near
With a portfolio that daily features diverse creatures
You open the book and it's true
The world is a lot more mysterious than we knew
Round every corner unusual things are prone to wander
When I was a young man I was oft-times at the zoo
To trace the visages and forms of parrots and cockatoos
It's over the hill now he goes
Pausing a while with the Pobble who has no toes
For your perusal, Victorian days are so unsual
Oh my aged Uncle Arly, sitting on a heap of barley
On his nosehis faithful cricket
In his hat a railway ticket
But his shoes were far too tight
How pleasant to know Mr. Lear
In Egypt, the first day of spring
You're painting a watercolor, hoping the light will bring
Guided by pens and inks, the pyramids and palms and sphinx
When I was an old man, I had a cat named Foss
Now he's gone I wander on
With this unbearable sense of loss
How pleasant to know Mr. Lear
How pleasant to know at the end of the day he's near
And if you should find him
His world is dancing close behind him
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:08.19] How pleasant to know Mr. Lear
[00:10.96] How pleasant to know at the end of the day he's near
[00:15.48] With a portfolio that daily features diverse creatures
[00:20.87] You open the book and it's true
[00:24.42] The world is a lot more mysterious than we knew
[00:28.92] Round every corner unusual things are prone to wander
[00:35.27] When I was a young man I was oft-times at the zoo
[00:41.66] To trace the visages and forms of parrots and cockatoos
[00:48.84] It's over the hill now he goes
[00:52.46] Pausing a while with the Pobble who has no toes
[00:56.01] For your perusal, Victorian days are so unsual
[01:02.36] Oh my aged Uncle Arly, sitting on a heap of barley
[01:08.78] On his nosehis faithful cricket
[01:12.36] In his hat a railway ticket
[01:15.95] But his shoes were far too tight
[01:21.34] How pleasant to know Mr. Lear
[01:40.34] In Egypt, the first day of spring
[01:43.00] You're painting a watercolor, hoping the light will bring
[01:47.58] Guided by pens and inks, the pyramids and palms and sphinx
[01:53.84] When I was an old man, I had a cat named Foss
[02:01.09] Now he's gone I wander on
[02:03.83] With this unbearable sense of loss
[02:07.48] How pleasant to know Mr. Lear
[02:11.01] How pleasant to know at the end of the day he's near
[02:15.56] And if you should find him
[02:18.25] His world is dancing close behind him
[02:20.96]
[00:10.96] How pleasant to know at the end of the day he's near
[00:15.48] With a portfolio that daily features diverse creatures
[00:20.87] You open the book and it's true
[00:24.42] The world is a lot more mysterious than we knew
[00:28.92] Round every corner unusual things are prone to wander
[00:35.27] When I was a young man I was oft-times at the zoo
[00:41.66] To trace the visages and forms of parrots and cockatoos
[00:48.84] It's over the hill now he goes
[00:52.46] Pausing a while with the Pobble who has no toes
[00:56.01] For your perusal, Victorian days are so unsual
[01:02.36] Oh my aged Uncle Arly, sitting on a heap of barley
[01:08.78] On his nosehis faithful cricket
[01:12.36] In his hat a railway ticket
[01:15.95] But his shoes were far too tight
[01:21.34] How pleasant to know Mr. Lear
[01:40.34] In Egypt, the first day of spring
[01:43.00] You're painting a watercolor, hoping the light will bring
[01:47.58] Guided by pens and inks, the pyramids and palms and sphinx
[01:53.84] When I was an old man, I had a cat named Foss
[02:01.09] Now he's gone I wander on
[02:03.83] With this unbearable sense of loss
[02:07.48] How pleasant to know Mr. Lear
[02:11.01] How pleasant to know at the end of the day he's near
[02:15.56] And if you should find him
[02:18.25] His world is dancing close behind him
[02:20.96]