Song Yet To Be Sung Lyrics - Singles - Perry Farrell

Let me tell you 

You're at the Jubilee or you're all alone 

Because the more, the merrier is how 

Friends all tell me so 

The birds wake up the grass 

And they tell everybody 

Say it's time to grow 

The sun, whispers to the birds 

Oh, the song yet to be sung 

Song yet to be sung 

(Song yet to be sung) 

The song yet to be sung 

[Incomprehensible] 

You're at the Jubilee or you're all alone 

Because the more, the merrier is how 

My friends everybody, they all tell us so 

From the heights, from the heights of Zion 

I hear, it's whispered in your ear 

We get to play on, play on, wild designery! 

A little bitty song, a song yet to be sung! 

Song yet to be sung 

(Song yet to be sung) 

Song yet to be sung 

Song yet to be sung 

(Song yet to be sung) 

Song yet to be sung 

Song yet 

Song yet 

Song yet 

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