Played slow like rainbow trout, uh Cresting the fault line Of a New York sewer line Can you see it? No, hell no It must be below you So what's above you? And please Please don't say God 'Cause I'm still in love with you Even I Even I Even I can't let go Of that old-fashioned feeling ♪ It's not the notes that ring It's the will to sing It's not the notes that ring It's the will to sing It's not the notes that ring It's the will to sing