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The Pleasant Disturbance by The Carnival Atlas, sleeve

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The Pleasant Disturbance

The Carnival Atlas

2 tracks · 5:30 · $0.99 from PACEX

In the PACEX catalogue from day 15 of your tour.

Tracks

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  1. 01Peaches Taste of Trumpets2:44
    [Verse 1]
    You peeled a peach beside the grass
    And offered me the sunlit half
    I took a bite and heard the brass
    Come tumbling out behind your laugh
    The lemonade was pale trombone
    The bread had quite a steady beat
    I tried to tell you what was wrong
    You said I ought to take a seat
    
    [Refrain]
    Peaches taste of trumpets
    When you're sitting next to me
    Every little ordinary thing
    Is not what it should be
    I can hear the yellow
    I can feel a shade of blue
    Peaches taste of trumpets
    And I put it down to you
    
    [Verse 2]
    The ants were walking single file
    In trousers made of clarinet
    You brushed a crumb against my sleeve
    The softest cymbal I'd heard yet
    I asked if you could pass the salt
    It rang like bells between your hands
    You said perhaps it wasn't food
    And maybe I should make some plans
    
    [Bridge]
    No one else could hear a thing
    The afternoon was quite discreet
    But when you leaned across to kiss me
    All the colours left their seats
    
    [Final Refrain]
    Peaches taste of trumpets
    When you're sitting next to me
    Every little ordinary thing
    Is not what it should be
    I can hear the yellow
    I can feel a shade of blue
    Peaches taste of trumpets
    And I put it down to you
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  2. 02The Pleasant Disturbance2:46
    [Verse 1]
    The ladies made a semicircle
    Round a very serious pear
    The gentlemen discussed a subject
    That had never happened there
    Then someone in a purple waistcoat
    Took his shoes off on the lawn
    And moved as though his knees had heard
    A tune before the band came on
    
    [Chorus]
    What a pleasant disturbance
    What a terrible delight
    Someone has upset the afternoon
    And put the pieces right
    There's no need to call a doctor
    There's no need to clear the ground
    It's a pleasant disturbance
    Let it come around
    
    [Verse 2]
    The vicar tried a little turning
    The colonel gave a little hop
    The hostess said it wasn't proper
    But she didn't ask them to stop
    The pear was quite forgotten
    The little silver forks lay still
    A woman with a broken marriage
    Danced her way beyond the hill
    
    [Bridge]
    Nobody was invited
    To the place the music went
    But everyone arrived there
    Without knowing what it meant
    
    [Final Chorus]
    What a pleasant disturbance
    What a terrible delight
    Someone has upset the afternoon
    And put the pieces right
    There's no need to call a doctor
    There's no need to clear the ground
    It's a pleasant disturbance
    Let it come around
    
    The man retrieved his shoes at six
    And left without a sound
    🔒

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