Tapioca Tundra (mix #3) Songtext
von The Monkees

One, two, three, four, five, four, three, two, one, zero
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, mnah, mnah, mnah, mnah, na,, na, na, na-na

Reasoned verse, some prose or rhyme, lose themselves in other times
And waiting hopes cast silent spells, that speak in clouded clues
It cannot be a part of me for now it′s part of you

Careful plays on fields that seem to vanish when they're in between
And softly as I walk away in freshly tattered shoes
It cannot be a part of me for now it′s part of you

Sunshine, ragtime, blowing in the breeze
Midnight, looks right, standing more at ease


Silhouettes and figures stay close to what he had to say
And one more time the faded dream is saddened by the news
It cannot be a part of me for now it's part of you

Well, Sunshine, ragtime, blowing in the breeze
Midnight, looks right, standing more at ease

Nyet, nyet, nyet, nyet, nyet, nyet, nyet
Nyet, nyet, nyet, nyet, nyet, nyet, nyet
Nyet, nyet, nyet, nyet, nyet, nyet, now

Sunshine, ragtime, blowing in the breeze
Midnight, looks right, standing more at ease

Silhouettes and figures stay close to what he had to say
And one more time the faded dream is saddened by the news
It cannot be a part of me for now it's part of you
Ah, ah, ah, ah...