Tarantella

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Oo-cha cha Oom cha!
Oo-cha cha Oom cha!
Oo-cha cha Oom cha oo
Well you could never know the story of a man
Who composed at night Tarantellas.
The voices that he heard would scream out quite a melody.
And often he would stomp up and yell at his horrid tribulations!
Only to find out the floorboards were weakening with age.
So he dug down deep and he found the grave of its occupants.
He continued to compose as decomposing filled the air!
And one night they rose up and helped him with his Tarantellas.
They opened up their mouths and breathed out this memory!
One, two, three, four!
You will never see the light of day we’re alright.
Ressurect our souless bodies as you pump out your melodies.
Your Tarantella’s not enough! Why don’t you call our bluff?
We’ve got you by the teeth now!
Don’t you understand you’ll write our songs for all eternity?
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah!
You will never see the light of day we’re alright.
Ressurect our souless bodies as you pump out your melodies.
Your Tarantella’s not enough! Why don’t you call our bluff?
We’ve got you by the teeth now!
Don’t you understand you’ll write our songs for all eternity?
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