Underneath that pretty shroud
You're too distressed to speak
Weighed down by the sad events
That some call Holy Week
Put your ear to the breeze my friend
Take heed of the ebb and flow
We'll sing your spirit back to life
With the songs of Ivanhoe
It's good to see my old friends
Man, it's been so long
Now that we're together
We're gonna sing you a song
Let these steel strings
Take you home to me
And let yourself be soothed by
The sound of drums
Climb down the stairs and out the door
'Til your feet are on the earth
You'll find us in the meadowland
For better or for worse
We brought the pipes and the mandolin
We beat the old bodhran
So close your eyes and drift with us
On the myths of Babylon
It's good to see my old friends
Man, it's been so long
Now that we're together
We're gonna sing you a song
Let these steel strings
Take you home to me
And let yourself be soothed by
The sound of drums
It's good to see my old friends
Man, it's been so long
Now that we're together
We're gonna sing you a song
Let these steel strings
Take you home to me
And let yourself be soothed by
The sound of drums
Weezer - The Sound Of Drums Lyrics
Weezer - The Sound Of Drums Lyrics
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Underneath that pretty shroud
You're too distressed to speak
Weighed down by the sad events
That some call Holy Week
Put your ear to the breeze my friend
Take heed of the ebb and flow
We'll sing your spirit back to life
With the songs of Ivanhoe
It's good to see my old friends
Man, it's been so long
Now that we're together
We're gonna sing you a song
Let these steel strings
Take you home to me
And let yourself be soothed by
The sound of drums
Climb down the stairs and out the door
'Til your feet are on the earth
You'll find us in the meadowland
For better or for worse
We brought the pipes and the mandolin
We beat the old bodhran
So close your eyes and drift with us
On the myths of Babylon
It's good to see my old friends
Man, it's been so long
Now that we're together
We're gonna sing you a song
Let these steel strings
Take you home to me
And let yourself be soothed by
The sound of drums
It's good to see my old friends
Man, it's been so long
Now that we're together
We're gonna sing you a song
Let these steel strings
Take you home to me
And let yourself be soothed by
The sound of drums
You're too distressed to speak
Weighed down by the sad events
That some call Holy Week
Put your ear to the breeze my friend
Take heed of the ebb and flow
We'll sing your spirit back to life
With the songs of Ivanhoe
It's good to see my old friends
Man, it's been so long
Now that we're together
We're gonna sing you a song
Let these steel strings
Take you home to me
And let yourself be soothed by
The sound of drums
Climb down the stairs and out the door
'Til your feet are on the earth
You'll find us in the meadowland
For better or for worse
We brought the pipes and the mandolin
We beat the old bodhran
So close your eyes and drift with us
On the myths of Babylon
It's good to see my old friends
Man, it's been so long
Now that we're together
We're gonna sing you a song
Let these steel strings
Take you home to me
And let yourself be soothed by
The sound of drums
It's good to see my old friends
Man, it's been so long
Now that we're together
We're gonna sing you a song
Let these steel strings
Take you home to me
And let yourself be soothed by
The sound of drums
Writer: Rivers Cuomo
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing