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master of ceremonies

master of ceremonies
ringleader of steez
youre the bees knees

you know just what i need
gotta give it to me if you please (please?)

lord of the vocal chord
chairman of the board
of the Almighty keyboard

strike up the band, and press record
while im waiting for your reward

its gonna come wrapped in a bow
and delivered in a silver bowl
its gonna come, quicker than you know

maestro of the musical
muse of the new notes
come and sing along

you know just what i want
the truth communed in a song

virtuoso of the audio
i want a concerto
thatll rock the boat

not too much, but enough to float
us on until we make it home

its gonna come upon the wind
all the sailors could not predict
its gonna come, mighty quick

its gonna come with trumpeting
a whole bunch of jumping, thumping, lets pump it in
its gonna come, the trees are rustling
its gonna come, the streets are bustling
its gonna come, a symphonic liturgy
master of ceremonies

oh, come
my song
that i wanted to sing so long

rhythm
and melody
to please those listening

oh, come
love euphony
of vibration and poetry

someone
must truly need
just whats inside of me

musique, so beautifully put through to me
mystique, from where it proceeds a mystery
something that comes from the ether, probably

musique, youre everything
youre all we need (x7)