Old man
On a bench
In the park
After rain
Watching all the clouds in the sky
Old man
Killing time
Sitting on his own again
Watching all the moments go by
Four seasons
Count them as they fly
Summer autumn winter spring
All colouring the sky
Four seasons
Round and round they go
Sometimes too fast
Sometimes too slow
Old man
Long ago
Playing games
In the snow
Running through the wind
And the rain
Old man
Loved the spring
Now he sits remembering
People and places
Old friends and faces
See how the seasons go.
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Travelling by day in the dusty desert
Sleeping by night under starry skies
Comes the caravan of the great Queen of Sheba
Searching for Solomon
Solomon the Wise!
Lots and lots of sand in the desert
Sand in your hair and sand in your clothes
Sand in your eyes, in your teeth, in your bellybutton
Ah ah ah ah CHOO!
Sand up your nose.
Lots and lots of flies in the desert.
Flies in your hair etc
We are the overture, how do you do!
It's nice to see you here
Have no fear, we won't take long
But we need you to listen to this song.
Please use a handkerchief if you feel
The need to sneeze or cough
And allthough you think you know
Will you check that you've turned your mobiles off.
For anyone who has a camera
We hope you will understand
That none of us may be photographed
Nor anyone in the band.
That is the overture, almost done
It's time for us to end
Though we really like this song
We've already detained you far too long
Do have a wonderful afternoon
And if you feel inclined
Clap and cheer and shout encore
Which is French for we wanna hear much, much more.
That is the end
That is the end
That is the end of the overture
In Austria long time ago
There lived an old cheesemonger
Who kept a shop stocked full of cheese
For the hungry little Viennese
Not only was this clever man
A popular cheesemonger
But he played the horn, as you will see
And he played it very skilfully
He was a proper maestro
Grandioso virtuoso
He could play amoroso,
Ever so misterioso
Lento and moderato
Obbligato, con vibrato
Largo and non legato
With staccato, squashed tomato!
