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The bass bassoon is poised And the penny whistle too And when the families converge You hear under the hullabaloo The sweetest harmony Absent of cacophony Because you see There's one thing that we rely upon Everyone of us has an eye on The front man who bears the baton As he grips our attention For no matter how long Directing us as instruments Of righteous passion. This is his signature song, So lead on dear maestro, Lead on!
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Feb 3, 2017
Feb 3, 2017 at 3:50 PM UTC
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The bass bassoon is poised And the penny whistle too And when the families converge You hear under the hullabaloo The sweetest harmony Absent of cacophony Because you see There's one thing that we rely upon Everyone of us has an eye on The front man who bears the baton As he grips our attention For no matter how long Directing us as instruments Of righteous passion. This is his signature song, So lead on dear maestro, Lead on!
Inspired by the phrase "instruments of righteousness"
stevejeff
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Feb 3, 2017
Feb 3, 2017 at 3:50 PM UTC
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