Little Viola Hidden in the Orchestra Lyrics

Artist: Of Montreal
Album: The Bedside Drama: A Petite Tragedy

Miniature woodwinds whistle underwater
while electric eels make the ocean warm in summer
Olives that were left on the sand become bathing beach bunnies
being wooed by seashells singing elegant choruses

Little viola hidden in the orchestra, how I love to pretend the sounds you make
are flowers that slowly encircle the band.
That curl around each note that's played. The audience charmed by the floating
garden of music giddily pick musical floral bouquets.

and now its time for the play...

The actor in the center of the stage looks sadly at a teacup, reads a poem off
the teacup and covers his face with a page of a poem on the teacup and sings,
"What a terrible lie you told me. That you're heart was mine to buy. All those
feelings you implied, it all was just terrible lies...oh what a terrible lie.."

Do you remember in the first verse when I told you about the seashells singing?
Well if you wanna hear what it sounds like, you just have to listen in....

I will be a good boy and never tell you the bad things that I think about, the
nasty little things I'll keep them to myself...
I will be a good boy and never tell you the bad things that I think about, the
dirty little things I'll keep them to myself....
I will be a good boy and never tell you the bad things that I think about, the
sinister things I'll keep them to myself....

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