© & ℗ István Etiam 1999
Let’s have a bowl of beetroot soup
We’ll beat the beet and route the root tonight
Gonna be alright
Big Joanna you make me feel grand
Man I still don’t understand how come
But I’m having fun
Play it dude take it away
Bang on the old piano
Let her have a say
Rock it dude you son of a gun
You gonna play all night till the morning comes
Eat the frooty and spit the pips
Move your feet and shake your hips tonight
Gonna be alright
Can you feel it this ain’t no jive
Even the half dead have come alive
Oh my I could hug the sky
Play it mylady take it away
Tickle the ivories
Let the music play
Make the piano laugh then make her cry
When the sun comes up it’s time to say goodby
Some folks say the end is nigh
Before the storm there is always a high
Look at this troop doin’ the loop the loop
C’mon let’s go out with a bang
Life’s too short to give a damn
Raise your cup and drink it up
Play it dude take it away
Bang on the old piano
Let her have a say
Rock it dude you son of a gun
You gonna play all night till the morning comes
You gonna play all night till the morning comes
