Bill Viola
Michael Anthony Viola
How can I sing my life
So it all makes sense
To someone like you
How can I spin my story
Without feeling sorry
For someone like you
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Singing for the band
Ah ah ah ah
Pulled up to Scotch and Sounds
There was fresh snow on the ground
Our sneakers got wet
Kim lugged her new camcorder
To capture our performance
On a fresh VHS
When we saw ourselves on TV
I didn't look a thing like me
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Singing for the band
Ah ah ah ah
How can I find myself
When I'm always someone else
That I don't understand
Over the old Green Monster
My eyes were like saucers
Bigger in Japan
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Swinging for the fence
Ah ah ah ah