Tin Man - Emmerson Nogueira

作词：L. Bunnell

作曲：L. Bunnell

Sometimes late when things are real

And people share the gift

of gab between themselves

Some are quick to take the bait

And catch the perfect prize

that waits among the

Shelves

But Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man

That he didn't didn't already have

And Cause never was the reason for the evening

Or the tropic of Sir Galahad

So please believe in me

When I say I'm spinning

round round round round

Smoke glass stain bright color

Image going down down down down

Soapsuds green like bubbles

Oh Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man

That he didn't didn't already have

And Cause never was the reason for the evening

Or the tropic of Sir Galahad

So please believe in me

When I say I'm spinning

round round round round

Smoke glass stain bright color

Image going down down down down

Soapsuds green like bubbles

No Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man

That he didn't didn't already have

And Cause never was the reason for the evening

Or the tropic of Sir Galahad

So please believe in me

When I say I'm spinning

round round round round

Smoke glass stain bright color

Image going down down down down

Soapsuds green like bubbles

Say I'm spinning round round round round

Smoke glass stain bright color

Image going down down down down

Soapsuds green like bubbles