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Flappie
3.324
Rock
Flappie adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak Cleopatra Records tarafından 2 Aralık 2020 tarihinde yayınlandıFlappie - Single
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Çıkış Tarihi2 Aralık 2020
FirmaCleopatra Records
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM129

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Todd Rundgren
Todd Rundgren
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Youp van 't Hek
Youp van 't Hek
Lyrics
Jan Kokken
Jan Kokken
Composer

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It was christmas morning, 1961
I remember it so well, my rabbit hutch was empty
My mom said I was not allowed to go into the shed
And if I would quietly play, I would get something sweet
She also didn't know where Flappie could be
She would ask dad, but because he was busy
In that bicycle shed, I had to look for Flappie for a good hour
He probably was walking somewhere on the grass
 
Chorus
But I had closed the hutch so well, hadn't I?
Like I did every evening
The previous evening I had even returned there
I also don't know why I did that
I had been standing in front of the hutch, like I knew what I know now
 
I was the first day of Christmas, 1961
We were looking for Flappie, and dad? He just helped looking!
At the trees and the water, but not in the bicycle shed because
He couldn't be there, right? And I shook my head, no
We were looking together, until the coffee. The family drinking coffee
But I didn't want to. I was thinking of Flappie and that it would be freezing cold at night
Silently bending my small head, big tears of sadness
 
Chorus
But I had closed the hutch so well, hadn't I?
Like I did every evening
The previous evening I had even returned there
I also don't know why I did that
I had been standing in front of the hutch, like I knew what I know now
 
I was the first day of Christmas, 1961
There was noisy eating going on, but it didn't bother me
I was thinking of Flappie, my own little Flappie
Where would he be walking? No bite went through my throat
When after the soup, the main course was supposed to come
My dad spoke, utterly funny: Look, Youp! There you have Flappie
And I still see the silver bowl, and there he lied in three pieces
For the first time I saw my father as a horrible man!
And I went to bed, screaming and pounding my feet
First I lied for an hour on the bedcover, crying
Even stood at the top of the stairs at one point, cursing
And screamed: Flappie was mine!
I stood for a very long time at the window
But the hutch just looked abandoned
 
It was the second day of Christmas, 1961
My mom remembers it so well
My dad's bed was empty, and I told her she was not allowed to come into the shed
And that if she went to play quietly she would get something sweet
Written by: Jan Kokken, Youp van 't Hek
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