William Blake (1757–1827). The Poetical Works. 1908.
Songs from An Island in The MoonXIV. Theres Doctor Clash
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And Signor Falalasole,
O they sweep in the cash
Into their purse hole!
Fa me la sol, La me fa sol!
Bouncing B!
Play away, play away,
You’re out of the key!
Fa me la sol, La me fa sol!
A pair of very good ears,
And long fingers and thumbs,
And not like clumsy bears.
Fa me la sol, La me fa sol!
Rap! Rap! Rap!
Fiddle! Fiddle! Fiddle!
Clap! Clap! Clap!
Fa me la sol, La me fa sol!