Everyone good loves music
It can soothe you when you're sick
All kinds of music win applause
But I like mine - yet you like yours
I like trad jazz, but you like new
I don't know what I'm going to do
But if you have bought my ticket
I have to pretend I like it
Conductor's baton, banging drums
Announce something important comes
The orchestra starts tuning up
Like strong black coffee in white cups
We wait for music to begin
Co-ordinating violins
The smart black of the dinner suits
The gentle tooting of the flutes
The player paused at the piano
Is that someone I'd like to know?
Or someone I'd not like to know?
If they don't go, then I might go
He hears a swaying symphony
I hear modern cacophany ...
At last, the interval, the bar
Rewards patrons who've travelled far
Americans on a great vacation
Start animated conversation
From food and drinks we make a choice
That's the best use of my small voice
When all the bridges have been burned
What are the lessons I have learned?
That happiness is just the trick
Of pretending you like the music
The friend's voice which I love to hear
The loved ones who I hold so dear
Alive, and smiling with me here
That's the best music to my ear.
-ends-
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