Lyrics My Organ Sounds Like... - Jaguar Love

My Organ Sounds Like...

His organ sounds like clouds brushing against the moon on an ice crusted
midnight
But everything it hurts every thing it hurts everything it hurts everything it
hurts
His synthesizer sails galactic landscapes, from New York to ancient Rome in an
hour
But everything it hurts every thing it hurts everything it hurts everything it
hurts
His voice softens the squall of deaths imminence of when he sings oh it rains
tropical colors
But everything it hurts every thing it hurts everything it hurts everything it
hurts
But when I hear that music all the world is holy and it’s good hey hey he--y,
and no one sings the sanitary blues
His harps hover like moths in the atmosphere I feel like rushing through tall
grasslands
But everything it hurts every thing it hurts everything it hurts everything it
hurts
His boom box blares classics never written, the songs singers never had time to
make up
But everything it hurts every thing it hurts everything it hurts everything it
hurts
But when I hear that music all the animals in my heart roar hey hey he-y,
and no one sings the sanitary blues
Nobody noticed that the waitress was on fire.
She screamed and threw herself on
the ground.
The customers just kept to themselves, reading the morning paper
with coffee, everyone one one one wa-one one one everyone.
The portraits on the
walls started to sweat and moan everyone one one one wa-one one one everyone
I was trying to enjoy a cappuccino over the agonizing howl so I hid inside a
newspaper headline.
It said «Mission Accomplished» the man in the flight suit
twitched and went (everyone one one one wa-one one one everyone) home with a
brunette in the crowd
His Space Echo seethes undiscovered colors lets repaint this architecture
But everything it hurts every thing it hurts everything it hurts everything it
hurts
His violins sound like crickets shrieking at the sun on a summer afternoon
But everything it hurts every thing it hurts