Pictures Of Matchstick Men
Lyrics
When I look up to the sky I see your eyes a funny kind of yellow I rush home to bed I soak my head I see your face underneath my pillowfull lyrics...
When I look up to the sky I see your eyes a funny kind of yellow I rush home to bed I soak my head I see your face underneath my pillowfull lyrics...
Features Of This Song
basic rock song structuresa subtle use of vocal harmony
mixed acoustic and electric instrumentation
major key tonality
prominent organ
prominent percussion
These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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Pictures of matchstick men and Pictures of matchstick men and you Pictures of matchstick men and you I rush home to bed I soak my head You make men cry, you lie All I ever see is them and you I see your face underneath my pillow Your face it just won't leave me alone Publisher: VALLEY MUSIC LTD Pictures of matchstick men and Songwriter: Francis Rossi Pictures of matchstick men and you When I look up to the sky You're in the sky and with the sky You're in the sky and with the sky Mirages of matchstick men and you See your face come peeping through my window When I look in their direction now I see your eyes a funny kind of yellow Windows echo your reflection Mirages of matchstick men and you Pictures of matchstick men and You make men cry, you lie I wake next morning, tired, still yawning When will this haunting stop? All I ever see is them and you




