Instrument
Instrument
Play it
Play the tune
Doesn't it take you, to the moon
Imagine me a flute
Play the note
It sends you to a space
Where do you want to float
Float on a cloud
And the flute
Doesn't even play that loud
I'm a cello
To a lucky fellow
He makes me mellow
Then here I am a violin
The connection comes from the hand and chin
Can you just Play me again
This time slow
Before you know it.
It comes together and creates
Something you will appreciate
Play it
My music
It's supernatural
Don't abuse it
Play it my music
It's supernatural don't abuse it
Here I go the percussion
Should I bring it up for discussion
They hold a special place
To let the band face
They bring the style
Without the percussions
The band would sound like a lot of fussing and confusion
No unison no togetherness
The percussions bring the cleverness
The special touch
Oh how I love it so much
You can feel it
In your hands
Doesn't it make you want to dance
Play it
My music
It's supernatural
Don't abuse it
Play it my music
It's supernatural don't abuse it
I will be your favorite genre
Baby, it's all r and b
Rhythm and beats
Dancing with our feet
Somehow this makes me complete
Play it
My music
It's supernatural
Don't abuse it
Play it my music
It's supernatural don't abuse it
Play it
The instructor
I'll be the conductor
Conduct my song
Play instruments all day long
(Repeat 1×)
Play it
My music
It's supernatural
Don't abuse it
Play it my music
It's supernatural don't abuse it
Written by Concetta Hardnett
02/26/2023
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