Violin Solo

(Naaaaaah,naah,naah,naah,naah,naah,naah naaaah,nah, nah)

Silence by death in a grave (naah naah naah naah)
Well y'all boutta rest couldn't say (naah naah naah naah)
Why did you stand here where you seeking in-to hi-hide?
But I dont know
Why did you sit here?(ahaaaa)
In a gra-aave,in a g-r- aave
In a gra-aave,in a g-r-aave
(La la la ahaa)
Why should i blame her about filling my days with misery
Or thats your real ave to talk to Arab men most fallen grace
I heard little streets upon your grave
Had I the courage to speak with desire(aaahh)

Sat at mount Gone couldn't sta-ayy(naah haa haa)
She had my pride anyway(naaha)
Please sit here with me and the island is real
And youre writing down on empty
But i dont know

Why did you sit here?(ahaaaa)
In a gra-aave,in a g-r-a-ave
In a gra-aave,in a g-r-a-ave

(La ri ta tu,la ri ta tu,la ri ta tu)
Jump out there
Jump out there
Jump out there
Jump out there
Why should I blame her?
Had I the courage to speak with desire
Had I the courage to speak with desire
Jump out there
Jump out there