POCKET PIANO - Havelock

There’s a piano in my pocket, it heals me

It raises me up to the ceiling

It gives me the beat and the feeling

I got a rubber in my wallet but it barely sees the light

Pickin' my pocket 'til I’m all worn out

Pluckin' my tele 'til the sun goes down

Pickin' my pocket 'til I’m all worn out (and lose my mind)

Pluckin' my tele 'til the sun goes down (to pass the time)

Ain’t got a lover in a locket, don’t need it!

Misleading down the wrong path

Then down on one knee and

Another year, another profit

I’ll raise a toast 'cause I know I’m gonna top it

I’ve got a sonnet in my bonnet

Pickin' my pocket 'til I’m all worn out (and lose my mind)

Pluckin' my tele til the sun goes down (to pass the time)

Pickin' my pocket 'til I’m all worn out (and lose my mind)

Pluckin' my tele 'til the sun goes down (to pass the time)