From the Album:   * To the hilt      And the classic ways still on play   Violins bitter sweet   String quartet – pass around the hat   You broke my heart – don't you hurt my head…   After Violet and me saw the Paganini movie   We took a walk around the block to digest   The grand finale   A street-music man with shades and cane   Played the fiddler insane – for a case load of   Spare change and the smiles of people passing   Between morning paper sins and waves of violins   It said they found him dead – his bow had   Made him bad friends   Cold blooded, warm hearted violin   Hooked on high speed energy   Cold blooded, warm hearted violin   Cats gut pumpin' adrenalin   Warm blooded – cold hearted violins   See em live tonight in the city…   And the classic way – still on play   Violins better sweet   String quartet – pass around the hat   You broke my heart – don't you hurt my head   I've gotta find a little peace of mind   Cause the real thing is a mean thing   I guess nobody knew – the Barcelona Zoo   Has an albino monkey – that can trigger the mood   And provoke – monkey motions   So when the shit flies high –   Through the Barcelona sky – the crowd stands by   A – cheering!   I can hear em playin'   Kinda light ÂÂ'n neat   All the gals ÂÂ're swayin'   The guys are in for meat   It's all cute ÂÂ'n rosy   Till the needle hits a crack   Listen to that screech repeatin'   Watch the flags go slack   Forever