Violins Lyrics - To The Hilt - Golden Earring

And the classic ways still on play, violins bitter sweet 

String quartet, pass around the hat 

You broke my heart, dont you hurt my head 

After Violet and me saw the Paganini movie 

We took a walk around the block to digest 

The grand finale 

A street-music man with shades and cane 

Played the fiddler insane, for a case load of spare change 

And the smiles of people passing 

Between morning paper sins and waves of violins 

It said they found him dead, his bow had 

Made him bad friends 

Cold blooded, warm hearted violin 

Hooked on high speed energy 

Cold blooded, warm hearted violin 

Cats gut pumpin adrenalin 

Warm blooded, cold hearted violins 

See 'em live tonight in the city 

And the classic way, still on play, violins better sweet 

String quartet, pass around the hat 

You broke my heart, dont you hurt my head 

Ive gotta find a little peace of mind 

'Cause the real thing is a mean thing, sing it again 

'Cause the real thing is a mean thing 

I guess nobody knew, the Barcelona Zoo 

Has an Albino monkey, that can trigger the mood 

And provoke, monkey motions 

So when the shit flies high 

Through the Barcelona sky 

The crowd stands by a cheering 

Cold blooded, warm hearted violin 

Hooked on high speed energy 

Cold blooded, warm hearted violin 

Cats gut pumpin adrenalin 

Warm blooded, cold hearted violins 

See 'em live tonight in the city 

I can hear 'em playin kinda light an' neat 

All the gals are swayin, the guys are in for meat 

Its all cute an' rosy till the needle hits a crack 

Listen to that screech repeatin, watch the flags go slack 

Listen to that screech repeatin, watch the flags go slack 

Forever, forever 

Forever, forever