Harpers Bizarre - Interlude Lyrics

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Interlude

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What Are The Lyrics For Interlude By Harpers Bizarre?
All you preachers
Who delight in panning the dancing teachers, Let me tell you there are a lot of features Of the dance that carry you through The gates of Hea-ven. It's madness To be always sitting around in sadness, When you could be learning the steps of gladness. You'll be happy when you can do Just six or seven; Begin to day! You'll find it nice, The quickest way to paradise. When you practice, Here's the thing to know, Simply say as you go [Chorus] I'll build a stairway to Paradise With a new step ev'ry day! I'm gonna get there at any price; Stand aside, I'm on my way ! I've got the blues And up above it's so fair. Shoes ! Go on and carry me there ! I'll build a stairway to Paradise With a new step ev'ry day. Ev'ry new step Helps a bit ; but any old kind of two step, Does as well. It don't matter what step you step, If you work it into your soul You'll get to Heaven. Get bu-sy ; Dance with Maud the countess, or just plain Lizzy: Dance until you're blue in the face and dizzy. When you've learn'd to dance in your sleep You're sure to win out. In time you'll get Saint Vitus dance, Which beats the latest thing from France. Take no chances on this Paradise ; Let me give you advice. [Chorus:Repeat x2] |
Who Wrote Interlude By Harpers Bizarre?
Arthur Francis, B.g. Desylva, George Gershwin
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What's The Duration Of The Interlude By Harpers Bizarre?The duration of Interlude is 0:25 minutes and seconds. |
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