Letra de Violins (Live at the Whisky-A-Go-Go, Los Angeles, CA - June 1977)
You remind a little of Hitler You even resemble his picture Oh violins will playing On your graveI saw your crying I caught you lieing I know you cheated Inside you're laughing You got me running You got me hiding No sympathy For your symphony of lieingViolins They'll be playing playing On your grave They'll be playing playingTell those invited Tell those invited Our kids was playing The band is silent You got me running You got me hiding No sympathy For your symphony of lieingViolins They'll be playing playing On your grave They'll be playing playing Violins They'll be playing playing On your grave They'll keep playing playingYou got me running You got me hiding I know you cheated Inside your laughing You got me running You got me hiding So sympathy For your symphony of lieing You got me running You got me hiding I know you're lieing You got me running You got me You got me You really got me You got me You got me You really got me