that last guitar's been packed away You know that I still want to play So just make sure you got it all set to go Before you come for my piano But the
song Now the seats are all empty Let the roadies take the stage Pack it up and tear it down They're the first to come and last to leave Working for
t here to hurt nobody So, give it to me, give it to me, give it to me Wanna see you work your body So, give it to me, give it to me, give it to me When
't here to hurt nobody so give it to me give it to me give it to me wanna see you work your body so give it to me give it to me give it to me [Timbaland
night we ain't here to hurt nobody so give it to me give it to me give it to me wanna see you work your body so give it to me give it to me give it to me
Cause time changes everything [ piano ] Time has passed then I have forgot you yes I have Mother nature does wonderful things But I guess that it's true for me and for
the music down Before the words down What music? The song There is no song No, really Really what? There is no song I'm just, playing and plinking on the piano
Words & music: billy joel ** chantal often played this song while touring for under these rocks & stones. a hit in the late 70's for piano man billy
cornell ** this song was a big alternative hit for the band soundgarden, and chantal would occasionally perform a piano version of the song during her
Words & music: don henley ** chantal would occasionally play a piano version of this song (a top 5 hit for don henley in 1984) during her early performances
band is over I hit the drum for the final time and I walked away I saw you in Japanese restaurant You were doing it for business men on the piano, Belle
goodbye to, except you, piano You're not listening anyway You're not even try to but here's one for you, piano Seems like it always comes down to me, spinning my piano
piano] This song though does differ strikingly from the genuine folk ballad in that in this song the words which are supposed to rhyme - actually do. [piano
Music in the air Plucked from the centuries Presented in the form Of a song by you to me Seagull in the air Floating on the updraft See me on the ground
, your fingers on the keys Looking for the song, looking for that hook Embrace me, you irreplaceable you Who were you then? Did you have a woman? Were you hard up for
its deck Well, you wanna catch a Saint, then bait ya hook, let's take a walk Oh come to me, oh come to me Is what the dirty city say to Huck, Huck Saint
she was just waiting for a bus But I hid my thumb cause I knew just what she was Uhh I ain't gonna let no... [ piano - guitar ] I'll tell you what them