翻訳: サンゴシゴシこすること. 私は何にでも信じるよ、あなたは（ピアノ版）何でもビリーヴでしょう.
Hear me, somebody, would ya like to Take the time to find ourselves a new way, Hear me, somebody, could ya try to? Ah, changes stranded in fear But keep on believin
released on the Vagrant Record's compilation Another Year on the Streets Clothes make the man and looks I am nothing but books and heart Walk like a
Mr. Piano Man Play a song for us (Mr. Piano Man) Play a song for love (Mr. Piano Man) Play a song for us (Mr. Piano Man) Play a song for love Do you
backwash soul Like a fryin' pan when the fire's gone Drivin' my pig while the bands takin' pictures in the grass And my radio's smashed And I like pianos
d like to say That I was on your mind So I phone you at ten past three In the afternoon It's evening for you And another bare hotel room So hard to believe
in his eyes and a basketball Yeah, down in the streets you either do or ya die But he's bound and determined to fly Have faith in yourself and believe
out wit, commrads an cromies, dudes an boys an, mutha fuckaz juss betta hope that he don't get liquor poison, (liquor poison) mutha fuckaz best believe
you slammed the door When you stole the car and drove towards Mexico And you wrote bad checks just to fill your arm I was young enough, I still believed
I've watched the stars fall silent from your eyes All the sights that I have seen I can't believe that I believed I wished that you could see There's
much or through so many I just can't believe I could throw it all away Sometimes late at night When there's nothing here except my piano I'd almost
d rather pull a mac on you Sorry Ms. Jackson but I'm packin [Kanye West] It's on I'm packin weight like Nina Simone piano flow It's like a Michelangelo
, come over Hoping you fall for the bait thinking you safe Had that ass sweating like T.D. Jakes I want the ones, nigga, you non believers, you can ask
I didn't meet you in the jungle Swinging from a tree I sat down at the piano You were playing with me I couldn't believe all the things you could do The
I've got your letter recieved today you say you decided to go your own way I can't believe it our world was so small oh the pain the pain of it all I
[Young Chris talking] Where that pian sat at (uh) Young Gannas (chea) What up niggas; Niggas got till January to get they shit together; You hear that
arrested down in old Hong Kong He got twenty years privilege taken away from him When he kicked old Buddha's gong And now he's poppin' the piano just
braces didn't work at all They say the clothes I wear are all out of fashion I don't fit in and should be shopping at a different mall I studied classical piano
