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    ALBÜM VOCALESE

    SİNG JOY SPRİNG

    THE MANHATTAN TRANSFER

    CANLI RADYO
    We sing a spring
    (Sing joy spring)
    A rare and most mysterious spring
    (This most occult thing)
    Is buried deep in the soul
    (It's story never has been told)

    The joy spring, the fountain of pleasure
    Is deep inside you whether you're diggin' it or not
    Once you're aware of this spring
    You'll know that it's the greatest
    Treasure you've got
    And furthermore
    The joy spring, the bounteous treasure
    Cannot be bartered away and never
    Can be sold
    Nothing can take it from you
    It's yours and yours alone to have
    And to hold
    And something more:
    It never is lost to fire or theft
    It's always around
    When trouble is gone the pleasure
    Is left I've always found
    It's burglar-proof same as the treasure
    Man lays up in heaven worth a
    Price no one can measure
    that says a lot
    So joy spring this fountain of pleasure
    That's deep inside you let me inform
    You in all truth *(to Coda second time)
    Ponce de Leon sought this
    When he was searchin' for the fountain of youth

    Ol' Ponce de Leon laughed so much he
    Never did find the magic fountain
    But many people with a well-adjusted
    Spirit they could hear it when y'told
    'em it was there tellin' them was
    Like tellin' it on the mountain

    It's quite a life havin' the gift of
    laughter I'm a man who knows in a
    minute I can tell y'just exactly how the story goes
    It involves a firm conviction in another
    previous life givin' your mind a chance to fly
    Fly aroun' the universe investigatin' other
    galaxies n' certain other subtle
    types o'life tryin' t'dig it gettin'
    pretty well-acquainted with a lot of
    other strife an' pretty much acquirin'
    yourself plenty of education
    pretty soon here comes earth birth
    'n then y'ready t'put it all t'work
    but soon as you're finished bein' born
    you start forgettin' what you knew
    'Cause you're another kinda you - a
    reincarnation manifestation
    of spirit in sensation

    Y'really got that right
    The average person isn't bright
    not so bright that they recall the fatal fall
    down here t' this earth
    their minds disguise their death to spirit
    life and call it birth
    that's their reason for forgetting and they
    find it very upsetting when reminded
    tell 'em they've lived before
    They'll show y' the nearest open door
    Gotta have feelin' while dealin' with
    walkers in their sleep
    they can't imagine somethin' as deep

    Here they come - here they come - there they are
    Unimaginative and ignorant of falling from a star
    Here they come - there they are - there they go
    Life is over in a minute an' they never dug
    it in it or enjoy a minute of it
    'cause they put too much above it
    that was gross
    somethin' that was worth a couple bucks
    at mos'

    So there is the reason that the maker of man
    included there in his plan
    A certain fountain deep within'
    where there was laughter, youth 'n gold
    for human beings t'have 'n hold
    'n share the memory of where we've all been

    Brothers called Grimm knew chances were slim'
    Anybody would dig that the human soul
    was Snow White
    and the Seven Dwarfs were seven tempers
    in man
    whose digging out the gold completes
    the plan
    An Bacon was hip that Shakespeare
    couldn't read
    and so he gave him all the rhymes
    that have lasted through the years
    and kept eternal truths alive through
    several centuries
    That's how we know them now
    they lasted 'cause they're true

    What was it from "MacBeth?"
    "Life's but a walking shadow
    a player poor
    that struts and frets upon the stage
    and's seen no more
    A tale that truly has an idiotic ring
    That's full of lotsa sound and fury
    signifying nothing..."

    That's right signifying nothing
    I'll repeat it! Nothing
    Don't forget it - Nothing
    And that's the reason for that spring
    of joy
    That the Father put inside of every
    single girl and boy

    Show time! Everyone's on
    let's hit the stage
    It's show time everyone an' proceed
    to act your age

    Whatever you're frownin' at is funny
    enough f'laughin'
    so you're wastin' all your humor on a frown
    While you're bringin' your spirit down

    You gotta book yourself a comic in your act
    without some laughter life's a maudlin
    farce 'n that's a fact

    Once you know about the spring you always can smile
    It becomes your one expression
    and you're always wearin' it like the
    Buddhas do

    (Repeat Intro to *)
    (Coda)
    Ponce de Leon sought this
    When he was searchin'
    for the fountain of youth
    I say in truth he
    sought a magical thing
    For he was searchin'
    for the joy spring

    The Manhattan Transfer Albümleri

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