Part 4 - Toto, We are Not in Kansas Anymore.
3 years ago
(from Tin Man)
Lyrics:
Sometimes late when things are real
And people share the gift of gab between themselves
Some are quick to take the bait
And catch the perfect prize that waits among the shelves
But Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man
That he didn’t, didn’t already have
And cause never was the reason for the evening
Or the Tropic of Sir Galahad.
So please believe in me
When I say I’m spinning round, round, round, round
Smoke glass stain bright color
Image going down, down, down, down
Soapsuds green like bubbles
- What’s the perfect prize on the shelf?
- What did the Tin Man already have and isn’t that a great line?
- Where or What is the Tropic of Sir Galahad?
- Some consider the “Sir Galahad” line to be one of the worst in all of rock history…what’s your vote?
- Is the line “Soapsuds green like bubbles” even worse?
- Does “bubbles” really rhyme with “colors” and how would you re-write the last line to make it better?
- Who is the best band: Toto, Kansas or America?
