Goodbye Piano Songtext
von R. Stevie Moore

Goodbye piano
You′re too overweight for
Me to take you with me
Into the hills,
Where rings are round the collar
They tell me not
To worry 'bout the dollars
If it were not for you,
I wouldn′t bother, so

Goodbye piano
You're so out of tune that
I assume you're dead


Goodbye piano
Cause you′re so old i
Should have sold instead
Goodbye piano
You′re so out of tune that
I assume you're dead

Goodbye piano!
It was glorious knowing you the past month or two
But as usual,
they′re sending me away because i cannot supply the money they want
But wherever i go, i know i'll meet your brothers and sisters
And of course they would gladly let me play their boards all day long
Now you rest right here, okay?
you rest right here like a good little set of keys should
And don′t let anyone give you a whipping, as long as you live, okay?